I do hope you don't mind, but I'm going to differ a bit from my usual subjects for a while (sorry, TK-421!). I was in Ireland last week, having a massively relaxing holiday with a bakers' dozen friends, and the photos I collected from that trip are, to my considerable surprise, pretty good. I seem to think so, at any rate. They're mostly spontaneous portraits intermixed with the occasional craggy landscape -- I do so love people, but damn, will you look at that cliff? This was pretty much my state of mind for the week. At any rate, expect a stream of technicolor hippies to dance across my posts for at least another week, though I shall assu

I finally (finally) figured out a working solution to my bizarre dA-not-working-at-home thing. I still don't know why this is happening (which is driving my little nerd mind crazy), but a bit of unix hackery has made it all better. The upside? Not only can I use dA at home again, but all of my web traffic is now secured with military-grade cryptography. I <3 math. So what's the apology for? Well, the very first thing I do to celebrate my return is to post something pretentious, like the Good Ol' Southern Boy series. It's a series, for chris'sake. About the Afghanistan war and, vaguely, PTSD. It's a shameless riff off of Generation Kill an

I've been away, and now I feel a bit of an idiot. dA has been absolutely horrendous to me for ages, nothing but pure frustration -- ever since I moved into my (no-longer-new-but-now-pleasantly-home-y) flat, dA has flatly refused to load images. Since I'm not much into the literature or poetry that floats around here (sorry, folks), this was something of an enormous effing problem. I assumed, since it all started when I moved, that I just had the world's weirdest ISP or something; Google Image doesn't work either, and I thought, "hey, maybe this is just some bizarre caching bug." Of course it isn't. I mean, really? I should have figured this