In House . . .
01.26.2009
In all the places C and I have lived before New Jersey, I've always been aware that our neighbors could potentially hear us. And I'm not just referring to during the, you know ... play times. I'm talking about during casual conversations. Fully clothed. Just talking about things like tea. Or grits. Or the Tao of JD in Scrubs.
07.01.2008
After eight years of marriage, though, you begin to figure out certain things about being with one-another. Like how to tolerate granny driving. And how to put together furniture. Over the last several months, C and I have tackled several jobs, and I'm happy to report that furniture assembly is no longer the divisive activity it once was.
04.24.2008
Apparently, my mower decided it had had enough of this grass-cutting shit. It died on me yesterday. I think God is pissed at me for last week's post. Maybe I should go ahead and apologize now.
04.16.2008
O Lord, I give joyful thanks for the lawn equipment you have given me.
02.06.2008
A guy named Don came and installed my FiOS today.
01.30.2008
I keep looking in the wrong drawers. They aren't the wrong drawers in any existential sense. I mean, as a drawer, they're perfectly right. They are drawers and drawers are what they are. They just lack qualifiers.
01.17.2008
And that's the central tension I feel in my life these days. That split feeling of excitement and dread at each turn. The excitement of new digs, new wheels, new jobs, new adventures. And the simultaneous anxiety these things create.
12.11.2007
One of the only times it's acceptable to look in a stranger's closet is when you're in the market to purchase their house. I've looked inside a lot of people's closets over the last several months. And since trading in tits and tats is way up against the weakening U.S. dollar, a lot of people have looked inside mine.
09.04.2007
For the past couple of weeks, we've kept a rather spotless house. Not by choice, mind you. We've had to. Because of The Showings . . .
07.16.2007
There's no such thing as a mistake, only lessons. If you aren't making mistakes, then you aren't doing anything. Success comes from failure. If at first you don't succeed . . . you can blend your favorite and serve chilled, with salt on the rim and a side of chips. It feels real good going down. And after three or four of those babies, it's all good. Until morning. And you find it still kind of stings.
In Web_2_0 . . .
12.08.2008
I've got a Tumblr blog and a few new content feeds, which I wanted to tell you about. But first, if you've been reading this blog for a while, I have to take a moment to ask: Are you okay?
09.19.2007
Google's "Presentation" is here.
02.21.2007
A neat little primer on the history of the Web, so far.
07.24.2006
I've been investigating project management solutions lately, both for myself and for a client. Of course, the big player in this field, and a favorite among Digerati, is 37signals' Basecamp product. It's adored. Venerated. Worshipped. However, a new contender entered the field about a month ago called activeCollab, and it's attracting fans and stirring up the pot a little bit.
04.14.2006
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