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Welcome to a waste of time and productivity.
What will you find here? Allot of things. I basically said to my self: Self, what do you want the world to have access too? And this is what came about. If you know who I am good for you. If you don't, I congradulate you on finding this site and I hope you enjoy it.

First off that picture is from my cousin's summer home in the Adirondacks. (On the edge of silver lake if you want you know.) Second off, I can't spell. So WHEN you encounter spelling errors, e-mail them to:


If site updates occur, they will be here:
Remembered that I had a website. Haven't been here in a while...Interesting to see how I've changed in three years.

Attempted to fix the picture in the Rune Scape setion. For some reason, nothing is updating.

It was 1 am when the all the start up work was finished.

Started the site.

A lot of the text might seem out of place on this site. That's because I didn't want to take the time to put something where it currently is. It was what came with the blank templates for the site. So baseically all the picture that have captions involving my "friend" Hal and all the text talking about what to put there is not my doing, but rather the lack thereof.

Song O' the Day:

99 Red Balloons by Gold Finger



You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, something's out there
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety-nine red balloons go by

Ninety-nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
As ninety-nine red balloons go by

Ninety-nine decisions treat
Ninety-nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call out the troops now in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it, boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As ninety-nine red balloons go by

Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich f�r schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Mann, wer h�tte das gedacht?
Da� es einmal so weit kommt
Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons
Neunundneunzig Luftballons

Ninety-nine dreams I have had
And every one a red balloon
It's all over, and I'm standing pretty
In the dust that was a city
I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
Here it is, a red balloon
I think of you and let it go 

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Song O' the day was moved!
wow weird. When I had the song of the day it was just one big link to no where.


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