Pardon The Dust

I’ve updated the website, moving away from WordPress (for various reasons). So there may be a few broken links floating about.

The RSS feeds may be a bit fragile too… I updated the .htaccess file to redirect the feeds correctly—I hope. If you’re having a problem with the feeds, broken links, or something else regarding the site, please let me know.

Just Plain Wrong

Signs That You Work(ed) in a Sweat Shop

• When you're finally ready to go home, you forget where it is
• You know all of your work-mates ringtones for everyone they know -- or used to know
• You can never remember what day it is
• The only sleep you get is in the shower... until the hot water runs out

What are your additions to the list?

Time to Find a New Job

OMG -- I almost feel sorry for this guy. Almost.

I don't want to hear about your colon...

It’s funny how words can have a certain “feng shui”-ness about them. They can illicit feelings for arbitrary reasons. For example, I hate the word Colophon.

Why? I don’t know. I just do. It makes me wince when I read it.

Is this relevant to anything? No. No it’s not.