Apparently my short lived design was almost unfunctionable in some browsers, and was doing some weird things in others. I am still working to combat my inabilities in the graphics realm. I have some ideas but I have not been able to actually create them. So I am going sort of blank for a little while, cleaning the slate if you will.
It has come to my attention that God has taken what I can only assume to be a part time job at either McDonalds or Mazda. This probably sounds absurd to those of you who are uninformed, but it is probably important that I clarify that I am neither high on any sort of drug, nor am I currently attending some new bizarre corporate sponsored church.
This bizarre miracle on wheels began last weekend. I stopped and got myself a large chocolate milk shake from the aforementioned McDonald’s. After I had finished my delicious treat, I set the gargantuan cup on the passenger seat, as its largeness hampered my ability to use the arm rest Mazda saw fit to include.
Flash forward a week. I was cleaning out my car, specifically the front passenger seat. I quickly saw evidence that the sweet residue from my milkshake and collected itself and made a run for it. First, it has run over a few loose cd’s , then onto a cd case, then a church bulletin. I was at this point very worried I was going to have a chocolate mess to clean up, but was relieved to find that it has stopped short of the actual seat. “Well that was convenient.” I thought, and happily went about my normal cleaning.
I then moved onto the back seat. I eventually found a large envelope under the front passenger seat. On this envelope I found a substantial pool of congealed milkshake. This confused me. I then checked the seat again, even going so far as to smell it to make sure it didn’t have a chocolate smell. The other stuff with the chocolate was definitely in the middle of the seat, as was the envelope. The chocolate definitely didn’t leave any indication of ever touching the fabric of the seat. The liquid seemingly flowed all over the stuff on the seat before becoming tired of the tedium of moving sequentially through space and time and skipping down 6 inches to appear from no where on the envelope. I have no explanation for this and thus my proposal of God’s new pastime.
who are you people? I know people come here. I have the logs to prove it. You know who I am. Who are you?
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Have you ever asked yourself, “Self” you might say, “how observant am I?” Well I am here to help, because if you have ever asked yourself this, and didn’t notice things have changed around here, then you most definitly lack skills in the area of observation. You have no sweet observation skills, which we all know the ladies love.
Anyway, the site has changed again, because I grew tired of the old one, and want to play with CSS again. I am still playing with it and don’t have everything done yet, but I was growing impatient so I went ahead and changed it. I have also killed several parts of the site. The guestbook was starting to feel very pre-bubble-burst and I just wasn’t down with those freaky vibes being on my site. The “stuff” part is gone too. Both of those sections have been with me since the beginning way back in 1997. And with a little drag and drop action, they are gone for good. May they rest in pieces.
I would like you to take a gander at the image below and then tell me why Florida is called the “Sunshine State”, and for that matter why South Carolina is called the “Palmetto State”
Clearly at some point in time, people because disoriented and started switching state nicknames around. I can step outside of my apt. and see 50 palm trees, where as the sun seems to be lacking for at least a good part of each day.
Speaking of seeing things, yesterday as I sat eating my lunch on the sunny patio outside the cafeteria, I saw a lizard. This is not uncommon. I then noticed another lizard. This is also not uncommon. What is a bit uncommon is that I went on to count over 30 lizards within view before they started moving around and I had to stop. I think there were more. This is a lot of lizards. I felt like I was being overrun. This was especially the case when two came and sat on my bench with me. I did say hello in case you were curious. They didn’t respond however, and so I don’t know if I will be talking to them again.