So I gave away my old Carlton badminton racquet to a co-worker who complained that the racquets used by her church league were not very good. I figured that since I have no interest in using the racquet, it’s better…

Cut your hair. I swear, cutting my hair is on a religious-level for me. It never fails to make me feel happier about myself. Granted, it’s almost automatic for me [Yes, I cut my hair myself], but it never ceases…

I almost forgot to write about this. Way back in 2006 when our realtor, Jack Wilkie, found out that Jen and I were patrons of the National Ballet, he implored us to watch the Alvin Ailey American Dance Company. Jen…

I found some useful links for Textpattern and Textile: Textile Reference Alphabetical [Texpattern] Tag Listing Textpattern Tags: A manual for impatient users

I played badminton again last night. It’s always a rude awakening for me when I see other players on the court. It’s not so much that I feel old, rather I feel a very deep sense of disbelief. I’m baffled…

So far I am happy with the racquet that I purchased at Winning Badminton last August. The Woven-11 lives up to all the hype it has garnered at Badminton Central. Shots, even mis-hits, go straight to where I want (that…

Often times I get discouraged, doing what I do. I mean, I design user interfaces and I document them so that people more proactive than I (The “Do-ers”) can build them. It’s a cool job; I love what I do…

I’ve had constant problems with keeping time on the server up and running. So much so, that I installed a Network Time Protocol (NTP) service to ping the NRC’s time server on every reboot. With the US shifting Daylight Savings…

Jen spontaneously authored a Haiku after dinner today: My belly so full. Waistline ever Expanding About to burst. BOOM! -T

For those of you not aware, I’ve always been pretty good at taking care of plants. Something I picked up from my mother I guess. Prior to moving out of my parent’s house, I took care of most of the…