Geez. Things are getting a little stale around here. I've been avoiding my website lately, primarily because this format only highlights the fact that I haven't written much lately.

Lots of that going around lately, I hear.

I keep thinking that I'll come up with a clever new design whilst I'm noodling around in PhotoShop. Unfortunately, I can barely figure out how to save a GIF, much less slap together a new site design. Practice, practice, practice, I guess.

It's Friday. Time for a beer. Cheers.

I am weary of hearing the words Terre Haute, Indiana, and of being told in exacting detail just how, on Monday morning, we will go about dispatching Terre Haute's most famous temporary resident.

I suppose I should stop and consider how it feels to live through this moment, a moment where "history" feels tangible, not vague and fleeting.

Well, well. Mr. Brown has a few new photos up on his website. White Party, Gretchen's birthday, cute boys, the usual.

So we're plotting our future pool. Unfortunately, since I can't seem to think in three dimensions, Jason is having to draw pictures and speak slowly and carefully to get me to see his vision.

At this rate, the pool should be done just in time for, oh, Christmas.

Anybody got a spare landscape architect around they'd like to share? Or a cute poolboy?

Learning curve, ho! After months of telling myself that I didn't need Photoshop, that Paint Shop Pro is just as good.... I finally broke down yesterday and whipped out my Visa. Fifteen minutes with the "trial" version—doing stuff that took me days to learn in PSP—did the trick.

I'm now overwhelmed with widgets and pallettes and swatches, oh my. Cool, but you won't see me for a few weeks. I'll be in the corner looking confused.

So yeah, yesterday's post was lifted from spam-from-friends, sorry. (I promptly got it back in my inbox from someone else this morning....hmmmm.) I haven't laughed like that at the office in quite some time.

Before you go to Vermont...

1) On the day of a gay wedding, it's bad luck for the two grooms to see each other at the gym.

2) Superstition suggests that for good luck the couple should have: Something bold, something flirty, Something trashy, something dirty.

3) It's customary at gay and lesbian nuptials for the parents to have an open bar during the ceremony.

4) Gay wedding tradition dictates that both grooms refrain from eating wedding cake because it's all carbs.

5) It's considered bad luck for either of the grooms to have dated the priest.

6) During the first dance, it's considered unlucky to use glow sticks, flags, whistles or hand held lasers.

7) For good luck at the union of a drag queen, the bouquet is always thrown in the face of a hated rival.

8) The father of the bottom pays for everything!