Daddy, How was I born?

A little boy goes to his father and asks ‘Daddy, how was I born?’

The father answers, ‘Well, son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway!  Your Mom and I first got together in a chat room on Yahoo.  Then I set up a date via e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe.  We sneaked into a secluded room, and googled each other.  There your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive.  As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a little Pop-Up appeared that said: You’ve got male!

(sent to me from my mother)

Perfect NYC weather. The sky is saying “go fuck yourself.
Jeffrey Zeldman
Two of the fattest human beings I’ve ever seen just walked into this Starbucks wearing Yankees Pinstripe gear…my coffee just curdled
me :)

My tumblr walls that rotate on my desktop :) Pack will be released soon by me and Edwin.

Outlet Whore

photo credit: Gadget Avenue (link)

Starbucks take note…outlets are amazing! I spend a lot of time in Starbucks getting work done, answering emails, blogging, designing, etc. I like the ambient noise behind me and I like being out in public getting stuff done rather than behind closed doors. At least it gives me something to look at if I need to take my eyes away from my computer for a bit.

All that being said Starbucks has the worst seat to outlet ratio ever. In the Starbucks I always goto there are two plugs. One at a standard 2 seater table and the other at an oversized 4 seater table. This puts me in a pickle because I don’t want to be “that guy” sitting at the 4 seater and I feel like I am being an “outlet whore” if I sit at the standard 2 seater for anything longer than two hours.

What’s a guy to do?