Welcome to Insomnia Central
Hi! In keeping with tradition, this page was written in the dead of night
when sleep eluded me yet again. It seems I either fall into a deep stupor
of sleep at an insanely irritating early hour to wake at midnight or I
lay disgustingly awake until I collapse at 3.
Raison D'Etre
This page exists solely because my friend Marci
linked to my way-out-of-date
job search page.Since I am 1) not looking for a job right now and 2)
haven't been looking for a job in a long, long time I vociferously complained.
She correctly told me that it's my fault since I haven't updated the page
in 18 months or created a new one. I made her promise to change the link
the second I create a new page. I hope she isn't too annoyed when I call
her at 3:04 this morning.
A Day in My Life
Since I have no life, the heading is a bit misleading. If I had a life
it would be composed of food, fun, and frolic. Instead, I have work, work,
and more work writing object and SQL documentation for InterSystems
Corporation. I have been known to take short breaks to watch the New
York Mets annihilate their opponents or to watch a variety of other
sporting events.
I Don't Leave Home Without It
Actually, I don't go anywhere without it. What am I rambling about? My
Palm
Pilot, of course. It's been almost a year and a half since I traded in my brain
for a better, newer model and I haven't regretted it for a nanosecond.
People Are Contractually Obligated to Care if I live or Die
Contrary to popular belief, I did come into this world in the normal way.
Ask my mom. She'll tell you how she suffered and suffered. Visit my photo
gallery. Meet the wacky people contractually
(well, okay, morally) obligated to care if I live or die. See some of the
exotic places I've visited.
Questions? Comments? Complaints?
Send
me mail.