Realm of the Shtupman I

A journal of sorts. This is the tale of a man of little consequence published at the end of the last century.

Sunday

10.22.98

"I can be anyone...." That's true. On this online 'community,' I can do anything I damn well choose. I can assume any entity that I want to. I can shovel you such a load of bullshit....but I choose not to. What you get is pure, unadulterated Bob. Hmmm. Quite a treat, isn't it? (yeah, right....)

Spent an hour trying to develop the gallery. Well, it has started, and that's all I can say about it right now. Not particularly pleased with it, but I guess it has to start somewhere. Gotta thank Monka for a particularly great couple of photos....Just adore the Grove fountain. I actually used it as wallpaper for a while. Then I wised up and placed a naughty picture there instead. RR says the current picture on my 'puter looks like one of his workers. Hmmm! I think he's pretty yummy, and it gives me a special thrill to flip on the computer every morning. I'll tell you, I'd sure like to have a group of workers around me with shorts like that.....

How many times have I said that I really, really don't know what I'm doing? Well, I'll say it again. Why, oh why must education be so frustrating? I guess that is the nature of the thing, eh wot? Still, I do have to admit that it has been fun to put it all together and find all of the tabs that fit into the slots. One thing that I have discovered is if you edit this journal in Word (vs. Netscape Composer) the format goes all to hell. That's why there is sooo much space between some of the paragraphs. It's really a shame, cuz I like working in Word better. My grammar is far more concise there.

Well, I'm off to work now. I have a particularly evil 11-7 shift on Thursdays. I absolutely loathe it! It really puts a cramp in my day... I'll just smile and think of all the good I'm doing for humanity.... Yeah, sure, whatever.