Category: Kevin

Book Musings

I’m still thinking about the book I want to write. There are only a few things I know enough about to fill a book: AOLserver, Tcl, SQL, HTML and CSS being up on the list. I think a book about all of those things without a hook could be a huge jumbled mess and take […]

And for those who care

Winter always makes me think

Winter always makes me think of Iceland. I just read this post from mybluehouse about central heating that runs under the floor. It reminded me of our little apartment in Iceland. It had uneven floors that sloped towards the door, one small bedroom, with one small window covered in aluminum foil to keep the sun […]

I’m a freakin’ social butterfly!

Party Party Party

I went out with some folks from work last night. We went to this little neighborhood bar full of corporate lesbians, yuppy freaks, a Fraggle, a Tae Kwon Do guy, two 5 year-olds, some guy who yelled at the top of his lungs at the silent sports program on one of the bar tv’s, one […]

So, I’m sitting here at

So, I’m sitting here at my desk at work on a Saturday aftenoon. Why, you ask? Well, I forgot to bring the directions to the party home last night, and now I’m burning a couple CDs for the car trip to the party. I never realized how cool having a 100 CD-R’s, iTunes and a […]

The big company party is

The big company party is tomorrow night. We’re getting all dressed up, smiling, and going. In a whole different world, I wanted to tell you the story of when I discovered that girls and boys are different. I was 8 or 9. We lived on an Air Force base in Goldsboro, North Carolina. If you’ve […]

I am

If I were a work of art, I would be Pablo Picasso’s Three Musicians. I am colourful and provoking, always looking to break out of the mould and to pioneer new ways of doing things. I have a jaunty outlook and although I am a bit weird, most people have some idea what I’m about. […]

The Armpit

Gene Weingarten’s article in the Washington Post Magazine this weekend, Why Not the Worst? was excellent. It’s a profile of Battle Mountain, Nevada, the armpit of America. Really, it sounds just wonderful. From the gigantic BM whitewashed on the hill to the delapidated downtown, it sounds really… armpittarific. But, that’s not all. It’s really a […]

Ethical Question