I wonder what a vacuum thinks about space?
Be that as it may, the mavens of Compuserve have chosen to bestow an entire megabyte of space upon me for the purpose of placing my own personal whimiscal wattage waste - err, world wide web - musings available for all to see.
Being a TechDude, it is not mine to question why, but only to fill all available space/bandwidth/social conversations (choose appropriate entry) with TechDude stuff. Using the following formula,
the construction of this page was almost inevitable if nonetheless of use to no one. I'd apologize for the waste of your bandwidth, but you must have some time to kill too or you wouldn't be here.
This is what I do all day. In the highly unlikely event that this is of interest to you, click it for information about my professional life.
This is what I do all night. PC games, board games, roleplaying games, even games played through the mail. For reasons too technical to explain, the Games button doesn't do anything, but feel free to click it anyway if you feel a need.
My primary method of killing time (other than the Web) is Beyond the Stellar Empire. This is an open-ended play-by-mail space game with over a hundred other players. Other people have put lots of stuff about BSE on the web. These items are brilliant, you simply must see them.
I have some BSE items on the web as well. They refer to the team of players called the Kazereckii. These items are not brilliant, but since you've taken this much time why not go view them too?
There are children too. My beautiful wife tells me they are ours, and she is usually right about these things so I imagine they are. There is a handsome yet nearly-well-behaved 13 year old son, a lovely 11 year old daughter who once came fairly close to completing a homework assignment, and another handsome son, this one of ten years and with a name that in Esperantu means "source of many grey hairs".
Someday I will get a scanner and we can all share the beauty and handsomeness of the various members of my family. I am certain that the entire Web holds it's collective electronic breath awaiting this day.
I have no idea why anyone would have read all the way down to this line, but if you did, might as well go ahead and send Email to me or my family.