Ho. Lee. Crap.
It was quite an eventful weekend in my world. Friday night, I put the whip to each of the 100 monkeys at 100 PCs, and finally launched my long-talked-of website! It is rightchere - NumerOlogy: The Uniform Number History of the Baltimore Orioles. Check that out, it's got a real domain name and everything. Classy. Since it launched, I've already gotten some great feedback. One guy sent me some snazzy graphics that I'll be uploading as soon as I get a chance, and somebody in Salisbury interviewed me for the local newspaper. So it's a relief to actually achieve a goal in the midst of all of my regularly scheduled slacking.
Sunday night I had some folks over for the Super Bowl. I was surprised when my sister told me she and her boyfriend Mark were coming and bringing a few friends. I was even more surprised when they showed up with armloads of food and drinks. I was absolutely dumbstruck when, as I was in the midst of trying to lay out all of said food and drink and introduce everyone, my sister said, "Guess what?" and showed me this:
So, um, dude. My little sister's getting married. Not until Fall 2009, which gives me time to deal with it. I like Mark a lot, and we've known him since high school, even though they just started dating last October. But yeah...everyone is getting married now. I knew this time would come. Oh, and the game was very exciting and praise Jebus the Giants won and I had lots to eat and drink. Now if you'll excuse me, I need a little silliness to break up the mush...
