Sing the Roundabout Song

Back at the beginning of the year, I talked about the roundabout dance ad campaign. I got thinking today that I should put up the mp3 of the song for two reasons: 1. the song is catchy, and 2. the words scare the hell out of me. So, may I have this roundabout dance? Do …

Donna Jodhan Wishes You A Non-Mainstream Day

I wasn’t going to link to this post because frankly, I don’t want any more people seeing this attrocity of an “advocacy” website. I think it has the potential to set us all back years. But when I showed the post to Steve, I decided that yes, in fact, more people should see this post …

The Forecast Calls For Showers of Phone Messages Mixed with Flurries Of Threats

I wonder if John Frederick’s is a friend of Dimitri the Lover . They seem to have the same harass harass harass and be way too arrogant for their own good attitude. I don’t think this would have been worth posting except…all the messages he left are posted. What a complete psycho! And to think …

WebAIM: Where Have You Been All My Life?

Reading Ro’s blog, she talked lots about WebAIM.org and their mailing list. I finally decided to take the plunge and join it. … and I already appreciate joining! Within two minutes, they had solved an issue I’d been struggling to find a solution to, complete with lines of code to pass on to the developer! …

Zero Tolerance, Zero Smarts

So here’s a little tip from me to you. If you’re in the UK, and you see a gun lying around, for god’s sake don’t take it into the police station to turn it in. You’ll immediately get arrested, charged with possession of a firearm and you could face five years in jail, minimum, just …

Dork To Door

I have to tell a little story. I wonder if the guy in the story happens to be Anthony Korazco and since this story happened, he had since relocated to Brownsville, Texas. One night, Steve came down to meet a friend of ours outside the apartment building. While waiting for the cab, a guy came …

Neither Rain Nor Sleet Nor Snow Can Stop The Mail, But Alcohol And Noodles Can

Read the story of Kristine Pflughaupt and tell me you don’t have more words than “hahahahahahahahahahahahhaha! *snort*! Hahahahahahhahah!” Pflughaupt, a name that sounds like a noise one would make while hurling, was a mail carrier. I guess, before her route began, she got thirsty. So she drank…some booze. Then, on her route, she got hungry. …