My friend Bruce, a professional photographer and media specialist (and art photographer outside of his day job) and I get in touch with one another off and on every few months. He just sent me this email...amount of print and film images, and a vast digital dung heap that may or may not even be accessible. In short: dunno. Answer poetry with blather, that's my approach! So how would you answer

I've decided that I do not like rasters very much. They are annoying. Especially when you're trying to do something really quite simple with them that you could do with a click of a button if they were... FEMA? Maybe the government isn't for me. I thought that's what I wanted, but I'm beginning to consider options in the private sector more. At least I wouldn't have to deal with so much beauracracy.

So here's the deal. When I'm stuck in one place, I get really antsy. This becomes even worse when I don't have a long-term plan (in my case, 'long-term' is relative - I just need to know what I'm going...now. And it's frustrating, because at the same time I understand the importance of being practical. I just don't know what to do, and I could really use any advice that people are willing to offer

This week in our epic fanboy adventure, Superspiff, the Toothpick, and Anne facedown the dreaded Cyber-Commandos!   With the help of the Special Limited Edition, they've been able to infiltrate their...  Consider it an early Halloween present, with me dressed up in my best Bruce Wayne disguise.  I'm really looking forward to getting the final two episodes out to you soon.  Thanks for listening

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of October 30, 2008 Medical insurance is out of reach for 46 million of my fellow Americans. Our country is at war in Afghanistan and Iraq as well as with a ghostly... Been here eleven years now. Probably be here forever. Y'know, the Great Wall of China probably started with somebody's putting a few rocks in a line to separate one part of his garden from another

This afternoon in an effort to save money and not turn on the heating I got all snuggled up under my duvet... alas, I fell asleep under my duvet for 6 hours.  I woke up to hear explosions and the house...up there, the beaches are gorgeous and the people are lovely... and I'd probably save a fortune on clothes as there would be no point to buying new ones up there... unless thay're made of polar fleece!!

These are the three (four?) ideas I have for sitcoms: 1. Taxi (name subject to change, 'cause of the other show also called Taxi ) crazy cab driver (perhaps named Max) who thinks that most of his...about in class. And the class is gonna help pick a pilot to do. I'm hoping that if I tell everyone that Four-Eyes is my favorite they'll help me with that one. ohhhhhh, the future. I hate it so.

I've been suffering from chronic and consistent depression for years. In my doctor's records, the first time depression shows up on my file is in sixth grade. Now at tweleve years past that first diagnosis...I die, I need to cast my vote to help that man become president. It's not fair. I dream of that but cannot dream an answer, an inspiration, the word of God on how to get the hell out of here.

So, for the last 3 months, in a bid to get one book idea out of my head and on paper or a harddrive, I've been mulling over approximately 101 "Girl Group" songs (those 1960s and beyond female pop/soul...through it, and what do I get from it, being born 15 years after the fact? Are we at the heels of another time of Brilliance...or are we just gonna smoke the pipe dreams of our former greatness

Autumn at the Hummer Dealership When things settle down, because that will ever happen, I'd like to get some things for myself. Not the big things I really actually need, like a new computer (or powerful...fall asleep in the next half an hour I will try to kick my own ass and get me up and going. And while I'm rambling: this morning, Liz Phair's Supernova was stuck in my head. My brain is funny.