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This Modern World could not

This Modern World could not be more brilliant this fine Monday morning.

And completely unrelated to that other than the fact that’s it’s not a phantom of lost anything, Max is too great. His little self slept in this morning and didn’t make a peep until I was getting ready to leave. He usually wakes up and plays in his room for a while (somewhere between 20 – 45 minutes depending on whimsy, I think). So, I walked out the door and looked up. What did I see, but my little boy looking out the window. I waved. He waved. I smiled. He smiled around his pacifier with his curly hair sticking out at all angles. He pointed at the clouds and then waved again.

I’m here at work on

The Terrible Twos

They’re a myth, I swear. Whenever people ask me how old Max is, I always tell them the truth and with pride say, “He’s TWO.” Every single time, they say, “Oh yeah, the terrible twos.” I have to correct them every time. Max isn’t terrible at two. He’s great. He had two rough weeks right after his birthday, but Jen worked some magic and he’s back to adorable.

He’s well behaved. He’s talking now and telling us what he wants in almost discernable words. He’s funny and loves to play. He’s not terrible, not even at bed time. He has his little routine for bedtime. One of us stands up (usually Jen) and says, “Ok, bed time!” We change a diaper, find a pacifier, Max grabs his lamb, and we head upstairs. He goes down without a fuss, and we get to listen to him talk to himself for a little while before he goes to sleep.

I know every kid is different. If we have another one, I’m sure they’ll be different in many ways, and maybe not so easy. Maybe they will, just because Jen’s such a great parent (she won’t admit it, but she’s a natural).

Last night, we made a gingerbread house. It turned out spiffy.

Things are really good…

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 horrific toupee and us. We refrained from talking about work for the most part, which is a first for us.\
It was fun. I don’t go out with them as often as I’d like, but they’re a fun group. There were dirty jokes, good-natured mocking, stupid puns, and much laughter.\
I’ve been thinking recently about my glaring lack of friends that I hang out with. My works friends are cool, but I don’t hang out with them much outside of work. There’s the occasional party, but I’m the married guy with the kid. I’m younger than most of them, but I’m not the party-bar-hopping type. So, I don’t join them on their crazy escapades.\
I’m not really sad about all of it. I’m OK with it. Jen and I have a lot of fun together. Max is a ball. We hang out with my family a lot, which isn’t bad. Oh, it used to be. I wouldn’t be caught dead “hanging out” with the fam. Now, it’s just part of life, and we have fun.\
I have no idea why I’m writing this. But there you go.

I was supposed to be

I was supposed to be paying attention in the meeting. I just couldn’t. I’d just found all those yummy pulp science fiction covers, and had just come up with the new title of the site: “Fighting Spacemen With Pointed Sticks”. So, I drew this, and got strange looks:
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From the C|Net interview with

What about the American character rubbed off on the mainstream Web that you wish hadn’t?


[Only when the medium remains impartial and universal can it remain a force for individual, regional and global understanding.] There isn’t a “mainstream” Web. It isn’t like that. There is no “party line.” It is a decentralized system, where the existence of a bunch of commercial sites in one place doesn’t affect or detract from the quite independent existence of some great free academic material in another. The fact that there is porn somewhere else does not affect those reading the poetry.

From the C|Net interview with Tim Berners-Lee

The Geekery is alive!! Check

Well, that free webcam software

Well, that free webcam software I was using just died. How cool is that.

On the topic, I tried so hard not to pick Zeldman’s Orange (can’t we just call it that now) when doing the redesign. Did I go check his site? Nope, I thought I knew it by heart. So, what did I do? I picked Zeldman Orange. Don’t worry, I’m no Orange stealer. It’s a whole different shade of orange now, baby.

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