Is that a sense of foreboding or is it just gas?

While at work the other day, I noticed some black and white photographs hanging in a hallway of the new wing. They depict a massive ship in various states of construction. I was appreciating the artistic styling and interesting composition of the photos when the titles caught my eye. Well, it wasn't so much the titles that struck as it was the subject:

Exxon Valdez

I'm not quite sure if there are any implications or connections here but it didn't leave me with a sense that all is well. I hope I'm just over reacting.

Again, not a good finisher.

I usually blog from my desk at work since it's the only fast internet connection I have available to me. Too cheap to get DSL or cable internet at home...

Anyway, the frustrating thing is that I have started about four (in my opinion) really cool posts, but then I get busy (or, more truthfully, the boss comes over) and I have to stop in the middle of what I'm writing and actually work (the nerve!). These posts never get finished because the moment has passed or the inspiration is just plain gone.

I've tried to blog at home but the stupid dial-up connection is too dang slow and I'm usually too tired deal with it.

Not being able to finish these posts really

three years and a day ago we wed

shy little grins as we await a new life to begin


we got married three years ago yesterday. marriage is both harder and better than i ever dreamed it could be and i wouldn't trade it for the world.

i love you, my sweet wife. you are all that i need and more than i deserve. here's to many more years of us!