Files

I’m sick of the virus threat culture we live in. Computer virus threats are what I’m specifically referring to. We have a billion dollar firewall/virus protection/malware blocking industry and it really pisses me off. What is wrong with us, as a species, that there are so many people who spend inordinate amounts of time writing malicious code?

I mean, I get identity theft. I don’t support it, of course, but I understand the criminal allure of stealing stuff from people. There’s some history there.

I also understand the evil plans of government agencies, both domestic and otherwise. Again, not something I support, but I get the whole cyber terrorism thing… intellectually.

But the people who write code that just destroys data and takes hours out of people’s lives and makes Norton and Mcaffee mega-corporations… what the hell are they thinking. Unless you have a contract from Norton to create a virus to prove the necessity of Norton to potential customers… what the hell? Why?

Personally I have had very few problems with viruses and such. I stay away from some of the mainstream targets, MS Outlook being one of them, and I rarely visit Websites that might host malicious content – intentionally or otherwise.

In fact, these days my PC backup is a memory stick with all the working files for Skateboard Heroes, Mad Science The Card Game, and Pour More. What’s Pour More you ask? Oh… just the new card game I’m developing. All about Winemaking. Oh yeah, it’s totally going to rock.

Partying with interchangeable body parts

Did I mention the launch is coming? That would be the Mad Science The Card Game launch party. In case you were wondering. Saturday July 21, 4pm at Alterniverse in Salt Point. Be there or be Spongebob’s super lame cousin in right angle pantaloons.

We’re inviting friends and un-creepy acquaintances from far and wide to crash at Casa Mad Science aka the Laboratory aka the Skateboard Heroes secret hideout aka Lulu’s domain. I may even invest in an industrial strength shower fitting so we can offer group sanitation without the lye-overtones of prison induction.

Okay, maybe that’s a bit much. We have two showers and a third half bath so any guests who take us up on the offer can get clean without the threat of public indecency charges.

Unless that’s what you’re into.

Mad Science…

Yay!

My Only Slightly Larger Princess

My three year old daughter rules our house with an iron fist. Sure she has a wrist full of silly bands, an older brother’s Star Wars t-shirt cum ballerina dress, and a pink tutu, but she is totally in charge. When she barks an instruction, we jump to attention and follow it because no one is willing to suffer her wrath… all 30 pounds of it.

Nevertheless, she is still my baby girl. My little pink princess baby girl. Although she made a bit of a step forward. She left her crib behind this week and moved up to her “big girl bed.” No more Glenna Jean bedding crib sheets and vertically sliding crib walls. She’s got a twin with a Jenny Lind headboard from the 60s (the same one I inherited in the 70s) and it’s all alright.