I've heard birdies chriping the last couple mornings on my way to work. A sure sign of spring being near and or rolling around the corner. So flowers blooming and trees seeming to wake up and begin to bloom and smells in the air. And being in Oregon plenty of rain too I'm sure.

That briefcase computer is really starting to be a torn in my side. I'm guessing I've spent entirely too long tring to get that thing going. I have a couple more tricks up my sleve but then I'm out of ideas, and will have to tear in to it and actualy open it up and do things the old fassioned way, some voodoo, a sacrafice of some sort, a floopy disk, some CDs, a defibulator, some rope, leprechan, and a hammer. Then I just might be able to get it to work.

Planning on seeing Henry Rollins Spoken Word Tour in eugene next month. That should be fun. I've seen some of his spoken word stuff on the television and loved it. Now i just have to get Friday the 7th off...

9:36am: I love this guy.