Liz and I just had our one-year anniversary this weekend. I love you, Liz!
I like Linux so much that I have stopped using it.
Once my computer parts arrived, so did I.
I just upgraded… to a computer from 2007.
A favorite childhood tetralogy contributed heavily to one of Life’s Great Questions.
A little more than a week ago, Liz and I became a married couple.
An apparent conflict between two Django apps had me stumped.
“It’s nice to know that people still have conversations these days.” I contemplated quietly as a patron at an adjacent table addressed me. I thanked her and we spoke no further.
Over the past few months, I have
wasted a significant amount of time and energy tinkering with open-source network security products.
Plain sight is 20/20.
The phrase “one of those weeks” strikes me as a good way to describe the last four or five days. After two days out from work with admittedly-minor cold symptoms, I finally felt well enough to go back to the office and, with any luck, not pass the bug on to anyone else.
My life has changed forever thanks to a keyboard without letters on it.
Sometimes I consider MC Hammer my brother from another mother.
Nearly eight years have passed since I last got behind the wheel. Look out, Los Angeles!
I think I might be a groomzilla.
The coldest season I ever spent was the winter of 2005 in Los Angeles.
We recently cut our (cable) ties with Time Warner. Pun intended.
Nerd alert. No, really.
For the past few months I’ve been telling Liz that we “need to go to museums more often,” a statement directed at me more than at her. Liz pulled that card today, and—with few other obligations—what could I do?
Liz and I started dating nearly six years ago. We first met at our UCLA undergraduate student orientation two years before that. I’m happy to say that we are now engaged.