Welcome to the Midwest!

I don’t know if Mother Nature had symptoms that required  a or found out Father Time blew the family budget on his Preakness wagers, but damn she was pissed last weekend in my sector of the planet!  Friday she got all uppity and threatened us with one of those spinny…

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The Gamete Gangster!

  Remember the days when sending mail involved a stamp, a mailbox, and your local postman clubbing the hell out of an out of control dog?  Weren’t those the days?  In an effort to make the USPS obsolete, email became the norm.  Email is great, I get roughly 1,000,000 a…

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A Blogging Conundrum

The seas are a little rough in cyberspace right now! We are at Defcon 5 here at the office.  The kids and Miss Madison are stowed away in the doomsday bunker and I’m at an undisclosed location manning the Skipah’s Realm mainframe.  This website got torpedoed in the last 48…

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