awdang.

February 28, 2026.

1:44 AM: Justin's new wheels.

February 27, 2026.

6:30 PM: Something's missing, but I can't quite put my finger on what.

September 29, 2005.

3:15 PM: There are some cookies money can buy. For everything else, there's MasterCard.

August 6, 2005.

5:42 PM: I will. But only because I'm teething.

5:40 PM: I won't bite the hand that feeds me.

March 10, 2026.

Pooping rainbows.

4:43 AM

"I need to stop eating so many of these damn Skittles or I'll be pooping rainbows."

The love of my life, everybody.

March 1, 2026.

One from the road.

1:55 PM

Hello from Springfield!

...yeah, I'm definitely going to need a better way to do this beyond "write directly in GitHub's online text editor."

December 1, 2005.

My mind a splode.

3:27 PM

Light Field Camera.

My mind has exploded with possibilities. I WANT.

November 18, 2005.

Undergarments I would like to see.

2:54 PM

A pair of boxers that have the word "SEX" printed around the waistband at a good interval. When worn, through the magic of Hypercolor, the word fragments "HOMO" and "UAL" would appear around each instance of the word "SEX". Perfect for the groom with cold feet!
A pair of briefs with the text of the ruling for Barnes vs. Glen Theatre, Inc. Legal briefs!
An underwire bra with an embedded microphone. It's an undercoverwire bra!

Ok, I'll stop.

November 15, 2005.

An award.

12:00 AM

The "Anti Fucking Shit" award goes to my wife, for burning thr fucking shit out of her hand, but not actually cursing at any point.

October 26, 2005.

BASIC

5:02 PM

20 A$ = INKEY$: IF A$ = '' GOTO 20

October 10, 2005.

FUCK

2:05 PM

Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK

September 18, 2005.

Notes from my lover.

11:10 AM

I'm helping Michelle reduce the amount of trackback spam that she gets on her blog by keeping a list of stopwords which will prevent trackbacks from being posted. Yesterday she wrote me a note:

Dear Stephen,

Sex bestiality gay sperm sports pill.

Love, Michelle.

Things to do.

Play Blockhead