...then let me assure you that I am. Proof? Ha! Got yer proof right here: I'm very close to buying a pair of . Why? Red wine? An enlightened fashion sense? An unusual predilection for the sub-normal, combined with a certain lightness of being? Hell, I don't know...

They look like cool shoes, though! Everyone needs cool shoes! Almost as much as a personal soundtrack.

I don't have a soundtrack yet. Shoes first, then.

My last entry wasn't totally accurate. Or lacked information. Or both. What have I really been up to? I've been getting a new job. A new-new job, I mean.

I can't really talk about my work or my company very much, but in a nutshell I took this latest job to help get some proof-of-concept stuff done, help out with some automation here and there, and bring some online advertising geek experience to the table. I do a little of whatever, basically, and lately I've been helping get the company sold (like the rest of the folks, you just do whatever needs doing; I'm fine with merely sitting there if that's what it takes to keep the process moving forward). Later this year is when I start doing some real heavy duty work, and I'm looking forward to it very much. It's nice to stretch yourself mentally. Makes you feel alive...

I didn't mean to be so cagey about my work the past couple months, but I've been more than a little reluctant to say or write much of anything about what I do, for obvious reasons. Since I tend to write about my life, and much of that life either is or has been taken up by work, I have little to say anyway -- even if I had the gumption to write anything. But I won't be talking about my new job at all here (or anywhere else, most likely). I want to keep a record of the move to San Jose/Santa Clara/Sunnyvale/who-knows-where, though, so the non-work stuff I'll write down for sure. That way the San Diego, Phoenix and Oregon folks can read the happenings if they want to. I'm sure Tracy will write down all sorts of good stuff, like she's been doing with Indy and the recent bout with diabetes.

Anyway, there's the big news.

UPDATE: We got slashdotted today.

In case anyone was wondering what's been happening, that's pretty much saying it all right there.

In honor of the Beef and Guinness Stew I made (from scratch, I add) on St. Pat's Day, I give you a webpage that has all the information you would ever want or need on the topic of flatulence.

It was darn tasty stew. Just a little... unsociable.

Life is strange. Very strange. You expect and then don't get. You don't expect, you get. Or maybe not. Or maybe you do.

Be happy with what you have? Try to make what you've got better, so you'll have something else later on? What, really, do you control which determines what direction your life takes you?

I'm just sort of feeling like a passenger on a train. It's a good train, I think. We'll see.