Death by Whiteboard

There is a white board in my office and it is killing me slowly. It’s not really the white board. I would hate to falsely blame the poor thing. In all honestly it spends most of it time looking rather bleak. It’s hanging on to the wall like an unbiased office sentinel. Taking no sides and having no opinions. It's just perched there, empty yet hopeful. Staring at me, begging me to write something

Who is following me?

I seem to have a line of folks behind me now...I best think up something funny to say. Don't fret. I got some geekdom in the works. :)

Meh

Think I'm bored of the Luke Skywalker idea. It was fun, but not as fun as I hoped...Now what?Anything you guys want to see more of?

Secret Diary of Luke Skywalker Pt.3

Dear Diary:Apparently Bothans are like sheep people. It's kinda hard to feel bad about sheep people dying...

Secret Diary of Luke Skywalker Pt.2

Dear Diary:That crazy snow monster came out of nowhere. He completely blindsided me. What's the freaking point of having Jedi reflexes if a giant tusked, snarling snow monster can catch me unaware. I should have been able to smell him at least two hundred yards away. I'm wondering if I'm ever going to become a Jedi. It's really hard to write hanging upside down...Dear Diary:I'm freezing! Looking

Secret Diary of Luke Skywalker Pt.1

Dear Diary:Uncle Owen is a Correllian piss ant! Seriously, this is the last straw! If he pulls that "one more season" crap on me again I'm going to flip out. Big help Anut Beru is... Biggs and the other guys all have power converters for their landspeeders. I'm sick and tired of moisture vaporators. Oh diary...I wish Uncle Owen would just drop over dead. Dear Diary:So I'm stuck talking to the

I Resolve...

Welcome to 2011.I hereby resolve to be less stupid. Yep, that about covers it.