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

5.23.99

The font du Jour is called "Trebuchet." If it looks like a boring Arial, do us all a favour and go to the Microsoft page and download it. This thing is based on an ancient font face, but tweaked to read clearly on a monitor. What else could you hope for?

This entry is short for a very good reason. It is late, and I have to do the work thing tomorrow. Additionally, I am off to Hilo for four days in a vain attempt to try and figure out this soap opera that I call life. More details on that as I feel like publishing them.

Your homework assignment is to Get Real. It is a way cool movie, and I've been recommending it to anyone who will listen to my endless babbling. Since it has obvious gay/youth overtones, and that horrid Star Wars thing has eclipsed it, I feel a need to promote it. In fact, if the Yahoo stats are correct, the thing is playing in Honolulu and on 34 other screens nationwide. Guess I'm lucky!

I promise that I'll be more verbose soon. This weekend has been too epic to describe right here, right now.