The time has come, the time is now...

Good evening.

I am your new teacher, Mr. Rowley. Please feel free to call me by my first name, Senoir poopypants.

I have my own kind of humor. I get it.
You might not, and that's alright with me.

I'm going to leave this blog open to any who want to float by on the tendrils of interconnectedness we call Http. Im even going to leave the comments section alone, and let anyone comment and say whatever they want. Dont make me regret it.

Does it bother anyone else that random messages will pop up on MSN saying that I need to buy viagra? Then again, if you get a message it probably isnt telling you that Eric needs Viagra, its probably telling you in peticular that you should get some.

Ubergeek is a title I aspire to. I am as of now a geek this is different from a dork or nerd.

A dork is completely out of touch with the world. They roam the streets in hords looting local Office Max's, then returning later and apologising for the looting, offering to pay for the damage and asking for a job application.

A nerd asks to tag along with the Dorks, but is rejected on general principal, waits for the hord to return and attempts to blend in with phrases like " That was some keen lootin'!" and "I sure looted my hiney off"

A Geek on the other hand is interested in all things tech. I read the tech blogs, I read the Tech Magazines. I run out and pick up the latest copy of Esquire because they have an 'E-Ink' cover. I build odd things in my garage. I love working on Lasers and think that everyone knows what a GUI is.

I intend to write here when I can.

Help me figure out what to write about by asking questions, or telling me to explain the mating habits of the wild marmaset.

K, Bye.