So the world didn't end. If we all ethereal (or whatever) beings now, it sucks just as much as being a mere mortal did. And there weren't even fireworks. Here I was hoping for an extinction level event. What a ripoff! I didn't get too invested in it: I only wrote a post-apocalyptic blog post.

In a cave not far from here, a man sits and pounds away at some buzzword infused invention. It's not like anyone will care, for he is the last human left alive. He just doesn't know it yet. Tired of the silence, he turns on some music, and considers a time when things were very different.

As you might recall, I bought two more monitors some time back. I mentioned that I brought my two old ones to work. But now that I'm in between jobs, I've decided to completely connect all four up, and take a family picture. I'm not sure how I'll use them, but, hey, at least they are there and working. Sometimes you just need to do something crazy. This is one of those times.

Question:

I have my own podcast: Control Structure. It is a podcast about computer science, programming, administration, databases, and the like, for fun and profit.

Snakes in the garden.
Afraid of a lot of snakes,
Ophidiophobe?

My dad was in and out of prison until I was twenty-two.
Unsurprisingly, his mind was always in the loo.
He was the prison nurse,
Which made things all the worse.
Many windshields he went through.