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No new posts for me. I have been too busy working on a new website: theprintyard.com

The site allows artists to sell and promote their work with no risk.
Follow the link and check it out.


In the future we will also be adding features to the site to help developing artists. I don't want to give it all away now but keep checking it out to see the cool ideas we will be implementing.

Below are a few of the works that have been submitted; check out the site to see more:

Im back and better than ever (not necessarily good)

I haven't posted in a really long time. Im not sure I remember how. You would think that after not having posted for almost a full month that I would have oodles to write about. Nope.
So, instead of an actual post, I bring you 10 second bitmap art:



Is it worse to be a paraplegic with no toes?

Or a quadriplegic with toes?

Aren't you glad I came back?

UPDATE: Just read my sisters blog. Her first line is eerily similar to my title. Thats just weird.

This weekend was so good I really don't have the energy to write a post.

Blah blah blah blah blah. Blah blah blah and then blah blah blah. Yadda yadda yadda....and that was my weekend. And with that, I am going to let my eyes close.

Where in the Hell Do I Put This?

Yesterday I had an informal interview so, rather than the usual jeans and wrinkled shirt, I decided to go into work actually looking respectable. This included a dress shirt and dress pants. The thing about dress pants is, they are horrible for holding pens and pencils. Jeans, you throw a pen in there, no problem. It stays straight up and down and typically doesn't stab your leg just to amuse itself. In dress pants, on the other hand, pens always slide down to a weird angle so that everytime I sit down I get rewarded with a brand new hole in my leg.

So, being the adaptable guy that I am, I decided to put the pen in my shirt pocket. Of course this has drawbacks too. I mean really, once you start putting pens and pencils in your shirt pocket you may as well bring out the pocket protector and wrap your glasses with tape (or in my case BUY a pair of glasses and THEN wrap them with tape). But, I figured that just one writing utensil in my shirt pocket would be allowed...not too bad. I have to keep it somewhere after all.

As usual, leave it to friends to point out the error of my ways. Within 5 minutes of sitting down for a drink, the pen in the pocket was mocked. Fortunately I have come to terms with being "not cool." Next time I will just carry two pens. One for writing and one for stabbing anybody who mocks the pens in my pocket.

Laplesstops

Wow. I haven't posted anything for a long time. Shame on me. I can't believe that I have allowed real life to get in the way of semi-anonymously spewing crap onto the inter-web. What was I thinking? Real relationships/friends are way over rated. What do I need them for when I have the radiation of my laptop to keep me warm at night?
Speaking of such things, laptop is not a good name for these portable computers. The thing is, yes they can rest on your lap, but is it really a good idea? I don't know about yours but mine sure cranks out a lot of heat. I have even read articles about people getting actual burns from these things. Granted, they were probably not wearing pants when they got burned but the threat is still there. Plus, as a guy, what kind of side effects are there from having this thing resting over your "lap" all of the time?
Anyways, the point is, the name "laptop" is just asking for trouble. It shouldn't be on your lap so don't call it a laptop. Its like if we called plastic bags "breathing apparatuses." Nothing good can come of it.

Turning Japanese Remix...thats not me.

Dropping the F-Bomb

Looks like I am heading back to CT on Tuednesday. Im not sure if it will be the first or the second part of Tuednesday yet but it will definitely be on Tuednesday.

While preparing to leave TN I realized something. I am NOT dropping F-bombs like I am invading Iraq and I am NOT cursing like a sailor (maybe an irate biker but definitley not a sailor). The thing is, the mechanics on the test stand in TN don't curse nearly as much as the mechanics in FL. So, not having been on the test stands in FL for a while, my language has improved dramatically. This is a good thing because it was getting ridiculous. Don't get me wrong. When the time is right, dropping an F-bomb can be really effective AND it just feels good. On the other hand, when you are flying in friendly skies and you accidently drop an F-bomb out of habit...well, sometimes it's not good.

The funny thing is, I am an auditory idiot. You wouldn't think that I would be such a parrot. If anything, I should be resistant to such things. Well, enough introspection. Its time to fucking go.

GIVE ME MY SNOOD BITCHES!

I have been Snooded. I went cold turkey on video games a long time ago. I went cold turkey for a reason. The reason is that they suck. They are worse than crack. Like crack they do nothing to actually make you happy in the long run. Sure they give you immediate gratification but in the mean time you aren't in the gym; you aren't out meeting new people and you aren't doing anything that is going to improve the quality of your life in even the tiniest of ways.
So, having acknowledged that I have a problem, I will also admit to having a relapse. The thing is, I was introduced to this game called Snood. Its kind of Tetris-y and its kind of addictive...at least, that is, if you are me. I have a real problem w/ Snood. Once I start I just can't stop snooding. Today I got my first hit of snood at around 10:00 AM and its pretty much all I did all day. This is crap and thats all that I have to say on the matter. I would write more but I have to uninstall Snood before I have another relapse.

Who Stole Tuesday?

Its Wednesday? What in the? How...? There is no way that 2 days have just gone by. Just yesterday it was Tuesday morning and I was getting on a plane to TN. Now it's Wednesday night and the previous 2 days are done. I still can't believe that 2 days have gone by. In my world it was only one day, I will call this day Tuednesday. As it turns out, I had an action packed and very productive Tuednesday. In fact, it was such a successful Tuednesday, I am thinking about making it an official day in my week. My new offical week will be Monday, Tuednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday. Of course, this presents some problems for Microsoft. The thing is, Outlook doesn't have a Tuednesday. This makes scheduling meetings on Tuednesday quite difficult. Since this will be a major inconvenience for me, old Billy boy is going to have to come up with a new release of Outlook that includes a proper week. That being the case, I have to go now. Next week is going to be a busy week and somebody needs to get Bill's team of monkeys to crank out an update for Outlook ASAP. If not, 6 days from now, people are going to feel rather silly showing up for meetings on a day that doesn't even exist anymore.

Im Tired

Almost Pointless

Point #1 Remember those commercials for York Peppermint Patties? You know, "When I bite into a York Peppermint Pattie, I get the cool sensation of..." OK, so now that you remember...they are a bunch of crap. Last night, after hitting a late night diner, I HAD a Peppermint Patty and I have to say, there were no cool sensations. As it turns out, when I bite into a York Peppermint Patty I just get a bunch of squishy chocolate in my teeth. Where did my cool breeze go?

Point #2 Went to the Niantic Book Barn today w/ cute girl. Book Barn is really not accurate though. The Book Barn is actually a bunch of barns, sheds and other small buildings stuffed to the gills with books (duh). As with most used book stores, you can trade in books for cash OR store credits. However, unlike most other used book stores, the Niantic Book Barn also has a horde of cats and two goats. In my opinion you should be able to use store credits to get a goat. I never was able to find out how many store credits would be required though. This is really too bad. After all, Halloween is coming up and it is hard to respectably celebrate most pagan holidays without a goat...or vestal virgins for that matter.