A new look.
Yet another test.
Yeah, so I’m pretty crap at updating this thing — witness the YEAR in between my last two posts.
Things to look forward to:
And, um, maybe new pictures. Yeah.
A minor test, nothing to be concerned about.
Enjoy this picture of a monkey in a diaper:
Ladies and gentlemen: my wife and a criticism of modern art:
San Antonio was fun.
A generalized announcement, for those who care: the proofs for the wedding pictures are in. If you want to take a look at them, or maybe order something, you’d better let me know sometime in the next month or so.
They’re really, really good pictures.
Sorta-relevant link: Raffensberger Photography.
Check this out:
I married her.
Funny: Sarah emails me yesterday, to say that she wished she had seen my non-recommendation for BLACK HAWK DOWN, below, before she went to see the movie.
Just goes to show you, kids. You should read and listen to every word I say.
Saw BLACK HAWK DOWN on Friday night with some friends. I’m not sure what movie the critics who are all singing the praises of BHD saw, but it sure wasn’t the one I saw. See it if you really want to experience two hours of constant realistic gunfire. Me, I’ll go to a firing range for that.
Valerie has been doing the commuting thing lately. I didn’t think it would start so early — and I’ll wager that she didn’t, either — but domestic life has been fairly interesting, so far. (And she has yet to actually open up the Columbus office, to boot, so this is pure commuting. It’s kind of wearing on her; I hope that she’ll be able to start working from here soon so that she doesn’t have quite so much driving to do through the week…)