Yeah. So. Ten years.
Ten years really flew by. At, uh, at pretty much exactly the amount of time it takes for ten years to pass. It matched one to one. Yeah.
Still no air cars. Still no cure for cancer.
I wrote the introduction to a supercool anthology of robots interacting with each other in the comic book medium. It's funny (the comic is funny; my intro is dumb (funny-dumb perhaps, but dumb)). … [Continue reading]
The data is in and tallied. Teams of empirical researchers and forensic accountants have received exotic vacation packages for their hard slogging. (The former are free to return to the query, "Cancer, how's about a cure?") My earlier concerns have … [Continue reading]
Zounds, what is it? … [Continue reading]
The many designs and redesigns of this site. … [Continue reading]
The Mk. 6 is my favorite of the first six designs. … [Continue reading]
I needed something quick to scrub Mk. 5 out and to act as a placeholder while I worked on Mk. 6. … [Continue reading]
Just when I promised myself no more drastic changes, I made more drastic changes. I moved the whole site to a CMS for easier maintenance. I keep trying to tell myself that while updating hundreds of static pages to fit in better with the rest of the … [Continue reading]
I got to the point where I couldn't stand the nameplate anymore. I wanted a design that echoed the product labels of the early 1900s without looking too dated. The older style coupled with the silly MA name would fix everything I had so far botched. … [Continue reading]