I am Zinniacom*. Hear me Roar.
And, not just roar. O, no. I cry. I laugh. I flip the bird. I smirk. I touch your readers gently in those nether regions where your language fails to go.
Yes, webmen, I … Read the rest
I am Zinniacom*. Hear me Roar.
And, not just roar. O, no. I cry. I laugh. I flip the bird. I smirk. I touch your readers gently in those nether regions where your language fails to go.
Yes, webmen, I … Read the rest
What do these web men need? (Thank you Sergio Leone)
Apparently, they need emoticons!
(Not all, not all, but some– and you know who you are)
They can’t seem to tell one another how they “feel” without them.
I see … Read the rest
It is archives weekend, people. Flotsam from the past is posted here that might be worth a dusting off.
The Yankees are in Beantown this weekend ( I’m going–Thank you, sweet Timmy, who is eight tomorrow!) and craziness is easily … Read the rest