Deb Smouse, the undisputed Queen of Weblogs has moved:

http://www.debsmousespot.com/sometimes/

With a nifty new design, comments, and hot pinging action for us guys!
*squeals with delight*

Please adjust your bookmarks accordingly, and watch your step on the way out.
-The Management -

We interrupt our latest obsession with macro codes and visual basic programming to bring the following tip for people who have no business reproducing….

“Milton, Fla., police Detective Mike Daughtery told the Associated Press the dying boy said Hoffman and his mother kept him mostly in one room, beat him every day, only fed him scraps and didn’t let him out of the house to go to school or see friends….”

When you feed your child, love them and care for them…. they live.

When you starve them for five months, beat them repeatedly and ship them on a bus across the country, where strangers take them in, as they’re described as “looking like a holocaust victim”… well, they tend to die.

Any questions?

A little local news to bring some pride to my adopted Police Statehometown.
*sigh* :0(

Hello.
It’s me again.

All is well here in LoKi Land, not to worry.

I am currently in “full-blown-obsesessed-with-a-project” mode. You know the kind where you don’t eat or sleep for days…. until the job is done.

I am re-doing a lot of the programming with our online sites, and the end result can be quite lucrative.

My beneficiaries will be set for life.

*sticks face back into computer screen, and continues to ignore you*

“SHE’S DANCING ON THE BED IN HER UNDERWEAR!!!”
*Runs down the stairs watches until Britney’s fully clothed in the next scene.*

“She’s getting undressed! Hurry!”
*Nearly break at least one leg while falling down the majority of the stairs. Limp back upstairs while she gets re-dressed.*

(Repeat several times)

I have decided with what little a managed to catch of Crossroads, it’s probably one of the greatest movies ever created.

Of course points had to be subtracted due to the fact that the movie seems to be cluttered with that icky “dialogue” and “plot” stuff.

… and because I think I should have a doctor look at my leg.

I’m pretty sure that really hard and sharp thing protruding out of my pant leg is a compound fracture.