God is in a Cat Toy
As I sat there, my cat went for the bedroom door for the hundred thousandth time. No, kitty! In life, there is only room for one female. The cat and my girlfriend do not see eye to eye. It’s ok, … Continue reading
As I sat there, my cat went for the bedroom door for the hundred thousandth time. No, kitty! In life, there is only room for one female. The cat and my girlfriend do not see eye to eye. It’s ok, … Continue reading
Imagine you’re in a serene field with talking ice cream cones and little pet cheesecakes. The field is filled with stalks of corn, but instead of ears, there are tiny little centerfolds … Continue reading
Do you remember the first time you defied gravity on a roller coaster? That rush of blood to your head as your body cavorted in ways that nature never intended? Looking up to … Continue reading
A beautiful day is often lost when one remains indoors. As I transition from slaving away at an office to slaving away at home, I force myself to go out of the house … Continue reading
“Hi, Shawn.” The crowd was enthusiastic. No, really, it was. All five people at the meeting were truly upbeat and seemed to be genuinely excited that I was there. Perhaps they recognize me from my Toastmaster® fame. Perhaps … Continue reading
I ran across this amazing video from Cory Docotorow on “The Coming Civil War Over General Purpose Computing.” An amazing mental stretch on what the future holds for a society that infuses technology into every facet of life. For my … Continue reading
Despite the pejorative mental fart, it has become terribly evident that I don’t use my website to its full potential. I’ve been embodying the antithesis of the phrase ‘let’s get crackin!’ So from now on, I won’t be slaving endlessly to … Continue reading
I always find it amazing how poor my spelling skills have become. I went to comment on a friend’s post today and found that I could not spell Hors d’oeuvre close enough for spellcheck to pick up on it and … Continue reading
One Giant Leap for Me “Shawn, you were never meant to work for someone else.” I remember her words ringing in the air as the sound judgment that they were. A close friend was giving me her version of condolences … Continue reading