Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.


Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").


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   75 and peepers
Tuesday, March 13 2012
Temperatures reached 75 degrees Fahrenheit today, and for the first time this evening I could hear the Spring Peepers doing their thing off in the bayou along the Farm Road (a third of a mile away).
I managed to get a lot of work done today on two different web development projects. I hate for people to be waiting for me to do something, and having two people waiting is torture. (I like to be the one doing the waiting, within reason.) Though I hate getting started on a project that involves hairy debugging of a vexing problem, once I've gotten into it to a certain depth it starts feeling like an irresistible puzzle, and I get completely sucked in. It's a good solution to the midlife blahs.

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