I Am The Turtle

(coo coo ca choo)

I was glancing at the site stats, and noticed that a couple of searches for ex-band members had directed people here (so, Bucco, Dan, someone's looking for you, just so you know...sorry Chris, apparently not you...or maybe it was you). Anyway, I also noticed Google's images stuff as a referrer. One brief stream-of-consciousness later, I was searching Google's images search for the names of people I knew. Mostly, they come up empty, but I, apparently, am linked in some way to this turtle:

I'm told it's a Black Ray Softshell, for what that's worth. Go see what your name comes up with.

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Last night was amateur night at Millstream, our favored drinking spot. There was some sort of post-engagement party in the house, and the place (which is quite small to begin with) was packed with people who I shall generously call idiots. The normal bartender was AWOL as well, and the two attempting to take his place were, by all accounts, doing the best they could, but even paired up, they were no Todd.

Apparently, a few coworkers will be attempting to redeem themselves by meeting RFS Adam and I out tonight at BW3. We shall see.

Also, I'm thinking of switching the blog over to Movable Type.

Currently listening to: "Losing My Religion", Tori Amos