Fingers and Toes
Hmmmm…. Amsterdam might be (is, likely) a bust…but there’s still Ireland. We need more toes and fingers to cross…we can’t keep going on like this. Are we being spoiled to be desiring James get a contract soon so we can get a hot lunch/dinner again, one that’s not instant soup? Crossing our fingers so we can have some macorni and cheese, and a burger. Maybe...
It’s funny how we feel, okay I feel, like ifI write anything on our “big blog” it has to be long, or important, or highly interesting/entertaining and not just something saying: Hey, we’re doing fine, James has had less work the last 24 hours and we’ve been playing on Twitter a bit, and/or spending time with him just laying about on the hotel bed; and I, personally,...
Is this another case of developers not using their own products (*cough* Twitter)? Why can’t re-blogging make more sense… And why do we have to reblog a reblog just to respond to a comment…that seems more socially awkward then us in public on a “bad” day… Clumsy. That last post made no sense…JAMES (iamfranksbitch) is the one who thinks his underwear are...