http://www.jackminardi.com design for the masses Sun, 11 May 2008 06:09:13 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en You all may have noticed that things have changed around on this site. If you didn't notice, then we are through. Don't worry, it's not you, it's me. I just need some space. I will no longer be focusing on the blog as my main section of the site. The ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/04/13/site-updates/ [gallery]ShareThis http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/04/13/3d-desktops/ [gallery]ShareThis http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/04/13/icons-by-jack-minardi/ [gallery]ShareThis http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/04/13/logos/ [gallery]ShareThis http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/04/13/misc-images/ Well here we go, this is me typing a post. First I have a few things I need to get off my chest: Number One, only humans can comment on posts from now on. Did you here that Ivan Kuznetsov? We all know you are really a moose. Stemming directly ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/02/12/of-current-things-and-such-as/ Here is an assortment of the poems I have written over the past year. Some of them I took time and effort to revise and rework, others were literally written in five minutes. I'll let you decide which you think go in which category. Here they are True Nature I stop ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2008/01/11/selected-poems-by-jack-minardi/ After hours upon hours of hard work I have finally done the impossible. I am officially hosting this site of my home computer. Now those of you who think this is an easy task either use words like localhost, phpmyadmin, xampp, and lampp way too often, or are just stupid. ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2007/06/29/the-beast-has-been-slain/ A picture is worth a thousand words. Have you ever wondered where this popular cliche came from? Worry not my dear friend, for I am here to tell you. It all started one fine evening in 1867. A young man known only as morpod (They hadn't invented capital "M"'s yet) was walking ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2007/01/09/a-picture-is-worth-a-thousand-words/ Turner was sitting alone in his apartment on a Saturday night. It was not unlike any other except for the fact that it was the night before Christmas. He was playing world of warcraft with his online friends. He fell out of his chair and looked out the window and ... http://www.jackminardi.com/2007/01/06/we-were-orphans/