Made by Sean, for Sean…
Stumbled upon this photo online the other day. It’s the first pic I have seen in a long time that made me laugh loud enough to bring the entire office to my cubicle. A friend remarked, “O my gosh… I think that cat swallowed her little sister!”.
I was just listening to a Morcheeba song and I realized the vocals were done by Kurt Wagner of Lamchop. Then I realized esoteric knowledge of indie bands is not worth a cup of coffee.
Stumbled upon this photo online the other day. It’s the first pic I have seen in a long time that made me laugh loud enough to bring the entire office to my cubicle. A friend remarked, “O my gosh… I think that cat swallowed her little sister!”.
I was just listening to a Morcheeba song and I realized the vocals were done by Kurt Wagner of Lamchop. Then I realized esoteric knowledge of indie bands is not worth a cup of coffee.
Today’s pic was supposed to be a shot of us celebrating Mike’s b-day, but he hasn’t sent me the shot yet. I’m forced to pull one out of the archives. This is me and the family, four or five years ago.
Today’s pic was supposed to be a shot of us celebrating Mike’s b-day, but he hasn’t sent me the shot yet. I’m forced to pull one out of the archives. This is me and the family, four or five years ago.
I still haven’t got a new camera so some days I’m desperate for a photo. Today I went to Google and typed in “interesting picture”. After wading through quite a few desertscapes and bigfoot shots I settled on this one.
I’m headed to Altoona this weekend for my cousin’s wedding. It’s always nice to go home, but I’m looking forward to the first snowy day when I can play video games all day in my apartment and not feel guilty. Summer is wearing me out.
I still haven’t got a new camera so some days I’m desperate for a photo. Today I went to Google and typed in “interesting picture”. After wading through quite a few desertscapes and bigfoot shots I settled on this one.
I’m headed to Altoona this weekend for my cousin’s wedding. It’s always nice to go home, but I’m looking forward to the first snowy day when I can play video games all day in my apartment and not feel guilty. Summer is wearing me out.
Do you hate annoying pop up ads? Me too. Here’s a screen shot of our latest piece of software. It’s a program that kills those annoying ads that seem to appear on every page these days. The reason I’m featuring it here is that I built it. That’s what I do for a living. It’s not ending world hunger or anything but I like it. You can get a free trial here
Do you hate annoying pop up ads? Me too. Here’s a screen shot of our latest piece of software. It’s a program that kills those annoying ads that seem to appear on every page these days. The reason I’m featuring it here is that I built it. That’s what I do for a living. It’s not ending world hunger or anything but I like it. You can get a free trial here
From the vault, me in New Orleans in ’96.
From the vault, me in New Orleans in ’96.
Still haven’t got the new camera yet. Here’s on from last summer of Trish and I at the Outer Banks. She and I are headed to Boston this weekend for an all day BBQ/Pool extravaganza at Matt and Kristen’s. I’ll have a whole page dedicated to that.
Last night was the first night I have stayed at home in almost a month. It was really nice. I can envision the place actually being nice enough for 2 or 3 people to hang out. I spent most of the evening participating in a live Fantasy Football draft. Go Trout!
Still haven’t got the new camera yet. Here’s on from last summer of Trish and I at the Outer Banks. She and I are headed to Boston this weekend for an all day BBQ/Pool extravaganza at Matt and Kristen’s. I’ll have a whole page dedicated to that.
Last night was the first night I have stayed at home in almost a month. It was really nice. I can envision the place actually being nice enough for 2 or 3 people to hang out. I spent most of the evening participating in a live Fantasy Football draft. Go Trout!
Colleen sent me this. I don’t know why but it makes me piss myself. With great power…comes great responsibility.
Colleen sent me this. I don’t know why but it makes me piss myself. With great power…comes great responsibility.
This is the inside of my chest. The good news is that all the ribs are intact. The counter is that there appears to be no heart whatsoever, so stop calling, Greenpeace!
This is the inside of my chest. The good news is that all the ribs are intact. The counter is that there appears to be no heart whatsoever, so stop calling, Greenpeace!
This morning walking on Houston I passed by a Puerto Rican father walking with his young son. Just as I went by the boy said, “So did Zorro ever get OLD?” The father then began an explanation of how, yes, Zorro did get old, but he trained new Zorros, so all was ok. Both the boy and I were satisified.
This morning walking on Houston I passed by a Puerto Rican father walking with his young son. Just as I went by the boy said, “So did Zorro ever get OLD?” The father then began an explanation of how, yes, Zorro did get old, but he trained new Zorros, so all was ok. Both the boy and I were satisified.
I miss my camera. Why do I drop things? I have a chain wallet not for the punk rock fashion statement, but because I lose things. When I get a new camera I’m going to staple it to my hand.
I’m sure my rib is broken. I’m seeing the doctor so don’t worry, Mom.
New couch wouldn’t fit through my door.
It must be soccer game day because it is disgustingly hot.
I miss my camera. Why do I drop things? I have a chain wallet not for the punk rock fashion statement, but because I lose things. When I get a new camera I’m going to staple it to my hand.
I’m sure my rib is broken. I’m seeing the doctor so don’t worry, Mom.
New couch wouldn’t fit through my door.
It must be soccer game day because it is disgustingly hot.
