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Good Thing I'm Not A Blogger

It's been nearly three months since posting an update here. Yeesh-o-meesh. And to think bloggers do this everyday...and as it should be.

Needless to say, there's been A LOT going on since the first of May. Actually, most of it is a blur. So, let's hit some high points and see what I can remember...

====Broken Toe?====
Yeah, never a good idea to be sitting at a desk barefoot, whirl around to the left, and smack your foot into the side of the desk. Purple and red are lovely colors on the toe next to the pinkie toe. Not sure if I actually broke or fractured it...but it happened on a Saturday afternoon...had to take a sick day on Monday...hobbled a bit on Tuesday and Wednesday...and by Friday was feeling pretty normal.

====Crazy Work Stuff====
We've been undergoing research and tweaking and rebuilding here at WUSA9.com. Please excuse our mess, we've got some dust bunnies everywhere! Still doing the 7am - 4pm workday.

====Teaching Young Married Class At Church====
A new class started at church has been for young married couples. We have three in the class now. We're a few weeks old and looking to grow...it's been a blessing.

====MySpace====
I've started creating a little page in MySpace...and was considering moving this project over there...just to consolidate. Check out: http://www.myspace.com/webmonkeydc

====When 50 cents equals 25 bucks====
Yeah...when you slap a few coins in the meter hoping to get back before time's up, it's better to have 50 or 75 cents more...than to come back and hour after your time expired and have to pay 25 bucks. But at least one can pay online. Woo-who!

More to come...

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