Ah...the happy times

As I sit here wanting to rant about all the things current in my life I'm struck with one small issue - I can't hop in my classic 1966 Porsche 912 and make it all go away. I had my wife take this picture to punish myself when things get real down (not that they are by any means, I just miss my damn car). So here's the happy bastard and my baby. I hate Missouri. Not that I hate Missouri per say, but the fact that I can't buy another Porsche due to having to pay property tax on cars EVERY YEAR!? Fucking ridiculous.

slant32.com will soon have a number to notable updates to the portfolio section - watch for those. My latest Halloween effort has been posted.

And not to combine posts too much, but I recently finished my first U6 soccer season coaching my son's team. What a great experience. Parents actually LET you scream at their kids - who knew? And they want me back for the Spring? Crazy shit my people, crazy shit indeed.

I have a number of articles to post in regard to finance, design, usability, but damn if I don't miss my Porsche. Soon my masses, soon.