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Archives from March 2004
Tuesday March 30, 2004
Postings and curious updates will be more intermittent than usual. The eMachine has been in its death throes, so my computer from home had to make a trip to the machine shed so it could take over. Soon enough the... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday March 28, 2004
I saw this at Collectively Unconscious and thought it might be fun. See? Profiles can be fun! Copy it yourself! Put your own answers on your website! And link to it in the comments section! Or put my answers on... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday March 28, 2004
In an effort to improve my sanity, I delinked all the sections of Brainside Out that were still using the old design. If you are a clever young git you will no doubt figure out how to find them again,... Keep reading this entry »
Saturday March 27, 2004
A night on the town and drunk. Not terribly so, but just enough to elucidate some thought in a period that has been dominated by personal incoherence and mysticism. My leg feels better now than it ever has before (aside... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday March 25, 2004
Via ABCNEWS.com... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday March 25, 2004
(in no particular order) The Big Wu Cowboy Curtis Sunny Wicked Teague Alexy w/ Medication UMD Jazz Ensemble One Spontaneous Combustion Justin Roth Happy Apple Manplanet Geek Prom... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday March 24, 2004
Alright. Ever so slowly, things are becoming less of a horrendous mess. I've tweaked the main blog page, massaged the individual entry archives, revamped the archives listing template and rebuilt all the search templates so they use the new design.... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday March 24, 2004
Web design sucks.... Keep reading this entry »
Saturday March 20, 2004
It's a cold and lonely evening and you're busy becoming nocturnal for some reason or another. You sit at your computer and sigh, shuffling your good leg and your robotic leg and a train whistle sounds and you say to... Keep reading this entry »
Thursday March 18, 2004
I'm having a little bit of difficulty focusing on anything, here. Last night I finished reading The Great Gatsby and now my mind is awash with the Next Great Choice for Value-Based Entertainment. What shall it be? The Open Society... Keep reading this entry »
Tuesday March 16, 2004
"Dude. You really are pathetic." "Watch yourself, Erik. I'll kick your ass." "What are ya gonna do? Run me down?" "You better sleep lightly." "Why should I? It's not like I won't hear you coming!" The other day the license... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday March 14, 2004
I've been all about challenging myself this winter. Let us become a snowboard instructor. Let us reinvent ourselves in another new town. Let us design websites at a professional level. Let us see what happens when we attempt infinite... Keep reading this entry »
Tuesday March 9, 2004
Inspiration has not been kind to the Blogosphere as of late. Zosia Blue finds herself disappearing unannounced. Redscreen.net is being subjected to much prodding in order to start posting photos again. I know not where Dierin is currently penning his... Keep reading this entry »
Monday March 8, 2004
It's 65 degrees in Bend. We opened the garage door to our web design shop to let in the sunshine. I backed my Subaru up to the door, rolled down all the windows and popped open the back hatch. We... Keep reading this entry »
Sunday March 7, 2004
WHO WILL WIN IN THE EPIC BATTLE TO THE DEATH? THE RATTLESNAKE OR THE CAN OF MANWICH? BET NOW!... Keep reading this entry »
Wednesday March 3, 2004
I had the first paragraph all planned out. "It's time to crack a self-congratulatory Red Hook Nut Brown Ale." Laundry was done, the bed was made, my room was clean and (as my roommate put it) much less fung and... Keep reading this entry »
Monday March 1, 2004
Before applying deodorant to underarms, check to make sure you didn't accidentally grab your electric shaver. A good name for a band: Moon Riot. New (working) design. Tattered shambles of old designs remain. It hurts me more than it hurts... Keep reading this entry »