13 July 2000
8:44 PM: Are you a mutant? Do you know one? Be vigilant! Republicans will be.
Speaking of being a mutant, I discovered a fun new way to wake up from a drowsy afternoon. Just drop the main table that your company uses to publish its web site - it's that easy!
Fuckles. Thank God my usual backup-media-error curse didn't come out of its closet this time, we were able to get a fairly recent copy of the database back up in about an hour. If anything had gone wrong with that, my ass would be so grass, it'd need weedkiller. And somehow, I think saying, "But I didn't mean to, honest!" would not have sufficed....
9:50: Someone tell this roller blading fuck that 1994 was last century. Geez, first this embarassment, now we have roller bladers. Pretty soon we'll be overrun with blue-haired wannabe hipsters who still think it's cool to live in the Lower Haight...... *koff*
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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