Please Stand By
In Which Your Humble Blogger is still here, at least by some definitions of ‘here’-ness.
Category: navel gazing
Somewhat social, not very networky
In Which Your Humble Blogger believes that comments here are broken for the moment, so that’s another part of the whole death of blogging thing, innit?
List of the Day (yesterday, of course)
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t actually remember that far back.
September 11th, and every other day
In Which Your Humble Blogger is reminded that the Latin tag of this Tohu Bohu is both a rallying cry and a simple and empirical description of the universe.
If the year were a pizza
In Which Your Humble Blogger may just ask himself the question again on Groundhog Day just to see if looks different from the other end of the ellipse.
6K!
In Which Your Humble Blogger is still not absolutely certain why I do this thing, but I’m sure the comments are a big part of it.
Schoolhouse Rock in the back seat
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn’t quite see how it could be about class, but it feels like a class thing, somehow.
Wires! Who connects things with wires?
In Which Your Humble Blogger wasn’t sure why the Soylent van was backed up to the medical office building. Probably supplying the cafeteria. Mmmmm, Soylent Red.
Game Time
In Which Your Humble Blogger present his favoritest game evar. Well, one of them, anyway. Monopoly’s pretty good. I’d kick your butt at Monopoly. I get to be the shoe.
Say Hey
In Which Your Humble Blogger is, again, unexpectedly personal.