Godspeed, Mr. Gilligan

He was a good dog. Well, no. Not really. Half the time he was a good dog. A SuperDog. Worthy of Polly Purebred. But the other half, he was a whiney, headstrong itch that constantly demanded scratching. And I loved him. I’m proud that my last day with Gilligan was at Frozen Head State Park, …

Server migration turns up lost gems

While I was migrating to new servers, I realized I have a lot of stuff buried on my server that predates my blogging days. Much of it was created with an image program called Arles. Previously, I was linking to much of this from the left rail of my page, but it really didn’t do …