No stuffed rabbits were tied to a garbage truck
as a part of the construction of this page.
Despite its absolute dearth of frames, Shockwave, and animated GIFs (thank god), this page strives to give honest, accurate, and useful information. It swears to live deliberately, to suck all the marrow out of life. And my pledge to you, gentle reader: No Blinking Text. Not now, not ever.
No stuffed rabbits were tied to
a garbage truck
as a part of the construction of this page.
This site is a scrapbook of sorts. I keep this thing going to share bits of what's going on in my life with distant family and friends, and it makes me happy to think that an old buddy from college or before might find this on a Google search and be excited to get more than a boring old name and address. So, here's what's available at the moment.
A few photos of Shasta, a sweet old golden / husky mix that I adopted in March 2002.
The usual stuff about me.
When English becomes Engrish...
And my cooler than cool godson's blessing ceremony...
And the kitchen project which dominated my life from September through December 2000.
A little site devoted to Kit and I's pet rabbit, Attila.
Where will it all end? The Void?? Which naturally leads into my Amazing Sex Secrets!
This page constructed
through the magic of coffee and salsa with chips. It was started in 1996 as a way to share
photos with distant friends and has morphed into... this. Comments? Email me and remind me to stop fiddling with this
and get out and ski or sail or SOMETHING.