If you see this post at 2:30 EST, it means David (me) has slain Goliath (my job). Let me explain. A little over a month ago, my website was blocked at my job. This meant I couldn’t log in to make new posts. I couldn’t edit the templates, I couldn’t read the comments, I couldn’t gaze on it lovingly as a proud parent is wont to do.
But if you see this, it means I can post through email. I really feel like a prisoner shackled in a dungeon, falsely accused of drummed up charges. In the middle of the night, as the guard outside my cell sleeps, I scribble a message on the back of a rat, and release him out my barred window. My tongue cut out, and my visiting hours revoked, my only avenue of communication is courier vermin. But the masses receive my message and they sleep more soundly, knowing that I may be rotting away in a dank hole, but I cannot be silenced!
I christen thee Andy Dufresne 2005. Don’t let the bastards grind you down.