I'm a web developer/sysadmin/host (NERD TRIPLE THREAT!) and this is my attempt to write about...leaving the house. Sometimes. Like, to go backpacking. And take some pictures. And justify spending the money on all the gear WHY SO MUCH?!?

So check back weekly for all the smrt missives! And the dumb tweets!

Also hiking things!

Feel free to write and complain.

the whole system
27 July 2016

Watching And Justice for All before going to fight a parking ticket may not be #TheBestIdeaIEverHad

eye pokemon
25 July 2016

I try to catch my eye floaties #PokemonForOldPeople

twitching counts
20 July 2016

I wonder if gives credit for restless leg syndrome?

I call it a houlihan
13 July 2016

...since it only protects one lip.

Now you can do something useful with all of that Colbert crap you have.

double indumbnity
6 July 2016

What the hell is gluten?

In this Incredibly Nit-picky review, it's the pipe smoking uber-dad and that lady who wore leather breeches and owned California in Double Indemnity!

So Super Smart Insurance Fella figures that by dragging and dropping a guy on to the tracks means MASTER PLAN COMPLETE NO PROBLEM-O? Really? Even though it's CSI:1938, couldn't he at least have rumpled the man's suit? Put grease on his face? WHAT ABOUT THE BOUNCE MARKS AND MURDER SMELL?

You thought drunk tweeting was bad....

I guess I shouldn't be too hard on the guy. With the benefit of hindsight, it was easy to see that the insurance company would just decide to dick over the little guy by basically saying "we're not paying, go ahead and sue" (who knew they were really just saving us from ne'r-do-wells?).

Then again, Fred did point the Short-tempered Rage-a-holic (known in the movie as the Italian kid) at the only innocent person with the stirring motivational speech "go get her boy, she wants you now!"

THANKS A LOT, ASSHOLE. She will surely enjoy her life of heavy drinking and random beatings. It's a LOVE STORY.

It's like he never saw a film noir before.

I give this picture 4 High-waisted Trousers.

29 June 2016

"Will you come help me fold sheets but only if you take it seriously"  #SheKnowsMeSoWell

22 June 2016

So, let's try Raccoon Creek again. AND LET'S BAIL RACOON CREEK AGAIN.

Hey my shirt's clean!

The ~20 mile 2-day trip turned into a 7 mile evening stroll. (Slog, really, but stroll sounds so....droll?) I'm not up for night hiking in the mud quite yet. I KNOW, RIGHT? Big fat chicken man.

Now I also get to see how good Leki's warranty is. I have a bent shaft.

Miles: 6.6
Time: 3 hours, 15 minutes

I swear I will finish a trail someday.