I was thinking of writing a poem, but nothing's coming. I guess maybe I'll just ramble. I'm a little tired, was up pretty late. Drove a couple hours after midnight to give some money to a friend so she could bail her boyfriend out of jail last night.

My daughter, Shannon, and I are getting closer. We talked on the phone twice Thursday, and again yesterday. I bought her a little flash-drive thingie for school.

They don't use floppies anymore. I don't either. My first computer had 360K 5 1/4" floppy disks. The second was a little notebook, 720K 3 1/2" disks. Then there were 1.2 MB 5 1/4" disks for a few years. And 1.44 MB, 3 1/2" disks; the 2.88 MB disks never really gained popularity. I haven't used a floppy disk in a year, probably.

I've been a computer geek for over 20 years. Electronics Technician for a restaurant chain, then for a small computer shop, moved up to Network Engineer and Vice Pres. Started an ISP, was president, founder, lead technincal architect. Then became a programmer. My dad was a programmer. My sister and son are programmers. Runs in the family.

I work for a small web development firm now. Inclind.

Church was a little tough again today. I am a fountian through which God's power flows freely. I glow. I guess it intimidates most of my fellow church members.

Meandering.
Wandering in the dark.
Unfinished thoughts.
Mood is utterly stark.

(not really, just felt like a cool start to a poem)

<giggle, giggle>

Dreams of whimsy.
Just around the bend.
Rope, so flimsy.
Another night, suspend.

October... Shrubery... Whimsy.. Rattle, rattle... <grin>