Like a staff,

I went to the Home and Garden Show on Saturday. It was pretty cool overall. There were lots of neat booths, for lawn decoration, saunas, doors, windows, decoration, interior designers, silly products (my favorite being the Dryer Balls), and there was even a section with the humane society and lots of cute doggies and even cuter kitties. One guy I saw had these really cool metal sculptures and stuff, so I took one of his business cards, which had on them, among other things, his URL.. So I visited it. Holy crap. Now the kicker to this story isn’t his site so much — I mean, there’s tons of shitty looking websites out there. No, what I think is so funny is that his website has a link to its “designers”. The URL is http://members.tripod.com/chmnyswp2/title-1.html. Just the URL should preclude them from ever getting business, but the site itself just seals the deal. How they got Mr “Wizard of Metal” to pay them, I have no idea.

Maybe he’ll let me redo his site in exchange for one of this neat sculptures.

Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,

The other day, we had:

Dennis: http://smalleiffel.loria.fr/man/short.html — ice pick to the forehead.

And then a little later:

Me: I should write a filter that takes a webpage as input and randomly blinkifies 1-3 letter segments of it

And then later that day, I had a small brain attack, and I came up with this:

http://skrewtape.com/blinkorator.pl

Have fun!

Note: Some pages won’t work with it. Some browsers won’t work with it, either. If your browser doesn’t work, try switching to firefox, it’s a good idea any way. Also, keep in mind that a URL has a scheme in it, always. That is, “http://www.slutfarm.com/” is a URL, but just “www.hotcockmachine.com” is not.

The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,

So I am done with Lego for the foreseeable future. After a few years of building, collecting, storing and reading about Lego, I just don’t have that much fun with it any more. There was a period for a few months where I really thought of it far more as an obligation than as a hobby, and since there’s honestly no reason at all for me to be doing it, that hardly makes sense at all. So I packed everything up, finished up the sets I had mostly completed, and stuck it all in the back of my closet. I’m still not sure what the permanent solution is — I might sell them, or I might just hold onto them as a gift for my children when I die or something.

Here’s the sum total of my Lego collection:

Compacted Lego Collection

And here’s just some of the leftover crap that resulted from my grand consolidation:

Unused Plastic Boxes

(Both are click for bigger)

her only son offering Mass

If somebody had asked me a week ago what my general outlook on life was, I am sure I would have said that I was a pretty negative and depressed person. After the past few days, though, I would love to be able to go back to the happy and wistful days of my youth. I was positively chipper back then.