Monday, January 28, 2008


My 38th year is approaching in a matter of days, and with it are some lovely grey hairs. This is particularly depressing because I shave my head, yet I still have grey hairs. They're on my face, in my oh-so-roguish goatee. I suppose it could be worse, and the grey hairs could be sprouting out of my ears. I'm reasonably certain that my lovely wife would come after me with tweezers, or a match, if that ever happened.

Beyond that, nothing terribly exciting. Working on the shop, avoiding human contact as much as possible... the usual.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

I Are Smart

Seeing that, I am reminded that Wile E. Coyote was also a genius, and he couldn't grasp the concept of ordering a friggin' pizza. Of course, with the state of pizza in the desert southwest, I have a greater appreciation of his quest for decent fast food.

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Merry New Year

Happy 2008, everyone! Remember that when you write your next check. All the best to the half dozen or so people who read this, and I guess to everyone else as well. (I'm feeling festive.)