I had an entry here that I had to delete because of a confidentiality agreement I signed. Sorry.
Song going through my head this morning: “Monchichi”, the old commercial jingle. Somebody please put me out of my misery.
I had an entry here that I had to delete because of a confidentiality agreement I signed. Sorry.
Song going through my head this morning: “Monchichi”, the old commercial jingle. Somebody please put me out of my misery.
Quick and painless — my websites now reside quite happily in my server room, also known as the bedroom closet. And for those of you who yearn to see the physical manifestation of a website (or a dozen) [more...]
Have a gander at the view from my new home. I’m not in Virginia anymore.
…oh so soft and cuddely,
put their thumb in their mouth their really sweee,
fun to cuddle their little feet
la la la
la la la
happy happy Monchichi…