aka, "where are we going, and what's with this handbasket?"

So, this week I reached up to adjust my tinfoil hat and noticed it was no longer there. I've succumbed to online services' data storage as well as google accounts, apps and services.

Resistance was futile.

We are now one.

wtf...well, since I've come this far, hold my beer - I'm jumping in headfirst.

Now trying out trello as replacement for my tried and true sticky-notes-everywhere method, and even using Google calendar to keep things straight. I still have some sticky notes hanging around, and one paper calendar I can't quite toss, but I'm working on it.

Maybe I shouldn't be posting this, I think they're on to me...

I have a close someone who works for a 3-letter agency that begins with an N.  Your ass is grass.

Drastic?   ..  Drastic???


Helloooooooo.......


Are you there? 



Thats it... gone....

Story time:

Long ago, there was an admin sitting at his computer watching a sizeable webmaster forum. Suffice it to say that this forum had other admins and moderators who were knowledgeable about, ummm, internal workings of the internet and the desktop computers that connected to it.   A new member joined and began, rather quickly, to make threats to other members. Within seconds, the admin was told ALL about the contents of the new member's computer --including his porn stash.