Head Coffin

Finally, I have proof that my boy isn’t seceretly a changling bot slipped in our home during the dark of night by automoton demons hoping to steal our flesh child and have their own metalic abomination raised in our boys’ stead, unsuspecting to us. Well not totaly unsuspecting. I’ve had my doubts to the legitimacy of my son’s claim on the human race for some time. From the way he sleeps with his eyes open, to the sound of fans whirring up to speed when he’s been crawling around for a while, I’ve had my suspicions as to my “son’s” origins.

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Every once in a while in the vast cyber darkness of the internet, an individual finds themselves using a terrible hosting company, and for some reason continue to do so even though alternatives exist that could alleviate the problem. I realised I wasn’t being a good example to my son by using such a substandard hosting company. The only way to win back that look of respect that I’ve grown accustomed to seeing in his eyes is by having a host that actually understands the concept of a SQL server, and the idea that people like to get stuff from said SQL server from time to time, and they like to do it in a timely manner.

So what does all this mean? Head Coffin got a new home with BlueHost in hopes that if one needed to view the site for important anti-creature advise on how to raise one’s offspring in a society where Zombies are such an accepted occurance people make greeting cards with them…… why they could.

So I was reading this post over here bout a recent BLAN I had attended. At first it seemed light hearted, presented from the opinion of an outside observer. Until I really started thinking about it. The post was full of hate and disgust towards the geek. It dripped of antinerd venom and was nothing more then down right insulting to anyone who enjoys computer games.

It drove such a reaction in me I felt I had to respond, to point out the subtle dislike and disgust the author has for those of us that jokingly refer to ourselves as geeks.

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This last Saturday, which also was the last day of May as well, we (the family) participated in the event known nationally as “Strutt Your Mutt” a 1.5K walk of one’s dog that helps raise money for unsheltered animals. Things like finding homes for said animals or sheltering them until a home can be found.

The event consisted of us walking our dog abouts Sugarhouse Park. And let me tell you, there where dogs. There where a lot of people there with a lot of different dogs here’s and theres and everywheres. Our dog Baue (or however one spells Bo) was so very much excited to be in the company of that many different fellow canines. There was that one radio station… you know the one that doesn’t really play much good stuff any more. The DJ was around livening up the place and trying mightily to get licked by the pooches. Most where a bit to timid to do anything.

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