It's a shame how with every passing day, my thoughts ripen before I can harvest them. By the time I've got something to put into words, I'm already moving on to the next thing. The last couple of months have gone by so quickly, I can't manage to sum it up in any sort of cohesive presentation.

To compensate for this deficiency, I present you a small token of goodness that I whipped up at the office one day...

The following opinions and views expressed here are mine and mine only and in no way representative of Newtype USA or its parent company or affiliates.

Investigation launched into mysterious wildlife, staffers head for high ground

For some reason, the proliferation of monkeys continues. They continue to appear all over the place. Most recently, they pooled their efforts and took the resident Pucca hostage, making all sorts of jacked-up demands and whatnot.

The results were not pretty.

As if that weren't enough to alarm the entire Newtype USA staff, strange identifying markers were found all over the office. In the bathrooms, on printers, on the stereo, on the walls... It was becoming clear who was responsible for it all. If we only had a name to go on.

Eventually, the whole incident would be capped off with the discovery of an ominous moniker contained in the ransom e-mails...MuNKeeSKwaD.

Here's the latest on the whole Microsoft/Unisys propaganda "We Have The Way Out" campaign.

First, it was discovered that the website's server was powered by FreeBSD, and now that it's apparently been switched to Microsoft's own IIS, the site's gone altogether. This should last us for another couple of weeks until they manage to trip over themselves again.

And assuming that the situation will be eventually fixed, here's a screen shot to prove it

All this serves as a embarrassing reminder that marketing and advertising ideas aren't very good if they're not executed properly. (Then again, sometimes they're not even good ideas to begin with.) I mean, with Microsoft, we already know that it's an inferior product or service, but what's even more disenchanting is that it's really all about the revenues, the green, the almighty ducats.

Having seen the recent outcome of events at dooce.com, I've decided to never, ever, ever post thoughts about anything that might affect my life when it comes to my workplace. It's not that I have much to say to begin with, but I know how sensitive others can be and, golly-gee, I wouldn't want to offend anyone. I mean, just because it's my personal opinion and perspective shouldn't make it any less impervious to the powers that be. In fact, if you're reading this, I'd say there's a one-in-five chance that you already know me, and might actually fein surprise if I were to ever throw a foul remark your way, and we can't have that.

So from now on, I'll just have to be straight-up with motherfuckers. No more of that "posting it on the website to get it off my chest" philosophy. Now, instead of getting slapped up on the Internet, them kids are gonna get slapped up for real.

And I can find less harmful ways to make use of my extra time, like burying dead bodies in my backyard.