Archive for 2004

The Cubes

Wednesday, December 22nd, 2004

Did you give up your Star Wars fig­ures years ago? Or do you still keep them close by, con­coct­ing bizarre sce­nar­ios where Lando Cal­riss­ian is actu­ally Glen from Account­ing who’s been hound­ing you for the file on the Cloud City account?
Then you may just enjoy The Cubes. It’s as if Playskool Lit­tle Peo­ple gave up […]

Any admins in the house?

Thursday, December 16th, 2004

Edit: This has been resolved as of about 5 min­utes ago. I was finally able to explain to the host­ing dude what I needed…
Can any­one help a cue­less n00b out? I’m at a loss here, and, as they say over at Ask MetaFil­ter, my Google-fu is fail­ing me.
How does one find out if a particular […]

The past inside the present

Wednesday, December 15th, 2004

Yes, I real­ize this place is like a ghost town. Time, chance, and viral infec­tions have con­spired against any drive to post here lately…thankfully, I’m finally get­ting a grip on both my back­log of unfin­ished work (yes, I’ve sipped the Get­ting Things Done Kool-Aid, but more on that later) and am finally shak­ing this cold/upper […]

Sloughing(?) toward Bethlehem

Thursday, November 18th, 2004

Carla’s anniver­sary present to me was a chance to see Glen Phillips (for­mer lead singer of Toad the Wet Sprocket) in con­cert. The two of us, along with our friends John and Jen­nie, went to the Par­adise Rock Club in Boston this past Mon­day for the con­cert. The ride was a lit­tle hairy, as Mapquest […]

Wish I was here…wish I was anywhere…

Wednesday, November 10th, 2004

Palm tree @ Coco­Cay 11–2–04

My pub­lic, such as it is, awaits. For those of you who have been won­der­ing where I’ve been for the past two months, I…have no expla­na­tion. If your curios­ity only extends to the past week and a half, how­ever, I can help.
Carla and I […]

Being the musicational, inspirational home of one Andrew S. Thomas