Month: December 2002

28-Dec

ralphy boy

It was 8 P.M. Thought I was hungry. Hopped into the Mitsubishi and drove to old reliable Whataburger on 290 and Jones. Reminisced about good times had there so many years ago. Ordered the #4 with a Diet Coke. Translation: Chicken sandwich on wheat, fries, and a drink. Ate up while I drove home. Yum […]

18-Dec

i am the voice and you are the echo

Looks like Queen Beth got the telepathic message I was sending out in my last entry. Kudos, Beth Deth. I am now reminded of a little story. In September 2000, I was unfortunately placed in a desk adjacent to our former IT guy. He had recently been toppled from power unceremoniously and re-assigned to programming […]

09-Dec

stew wart

I am finding myself at a loss as of late for good blogs. I frequent Wil Wheaton’s blog because he updates at least as often as I have tried to. I think he goes further with his entries, however, because a writer writes. I am a programmer, so a programmer programs. I like my other […]

06-Dec

fried

My new work computer committed hardware suicide this past Wednesday night. They say it was the vent holes, but I think that machine just didn’t have the will to live up to my high expectations. The carcass is missing this morning. I have mentally prepared myself for eventual razzing about the situation. I plan to […]

02-Dec

i wish you were queen just for today

Listening to Marilyn Manson’s ”Coma White” and working on a payment screen for my awesome clients. In a great mood. Had a great holiday, although admittedly I got most of my errands done during the last eight hours before I left for the airport. I’ll hit the highlights. Got into town on 11/22 and felt […]