To my son: Watch what you ask/whine/scream for. I might give it to you. And you might not like it. Apparently, training you to be difficult is a lesson you are learning all too well. To the jackass on the motorcycle: No, I don’t think motorcycles belong on the roads when they decide to ignore […]

This may be the most disturbing thing I have ever crocheted: For Diana. To go with her toast. Don’t ask, I am a little hazy on it myself.

On Independence Day, I took my son to the first fireworks display he was old enough to appreciate. Our little town has a typical small town Fourth of July celebration. We have a stage with local dance troupes doing little recitals, and local country music bands (because I live in rural Arkansas, and ALL local […]

Thanks to Bambi, who pointed me here, this is My Level of Awareness, visualized. What do the colors mean? blue: for links (the A tag) red: for tables (TABLE, TR and TD tags) green: for the DIV tag violet: for images (the IMG tag) yellow: for forms (FORM, INPUT, TEXTAREA, SELECT and OPTION tags) orange: […]

You know how sometimes you have all these words and ideas and phrases all knocking around in your brain at once and you just can’t sit down and put them all together into cogent paragraphs? Yeah. Welcome to my world. More to come when me and my ideas can sit down together over a tall […]

I have a client in my office. More blogging later.