OK gang, it’s that day, coming up on the 8th. A day where strangers pump your hand, exhort you to “Do the right thing,” and give you reams of useless pasteboard “hints.” A day […] Continue Reading…
I’ve heard folks around the BeePo neck o’ the woods claim, “We don’t have an accent.” I’m not so sure about this. Granted, we’re in that no-human’s-zone between the Apple and the Hub. You […] Continue Reading…