I guess that all of you can start breaking out the end of the world stuff, and wailing about the "time being nigh," because I'm married! Christy and I were married on January 17th at the Anchorage Art Museum. It was a small legal ceremony to ensure that she and I are not seperated by the whims of the military, and the public ceremony will be in November. So break out the Champagne and smoke a cigar!

I've revised the links page to make it a bit more navigable (the articles section was getting long enough to be a page all on it's own).

Also, working on some more files to put into the files section, and bugging my future wife to provide me with some content for her section.

Oh, and I'm thinking about bringing JEST back to life, but posting it for perusal on this website, instead of emailing it to people. That way, there's no way that it will go to someone who has no interest. Contact dave-jest@weller-fahy.com with any sug­ges­tions, or, really, for anything at all.

Welp, thank goodness for ACS and their wonderful tech support.

After seven days of waiting for SOMETHING to happen, I've got internet again! That means that my web pages are available again, and the links have been updated based on what I missed.

Y'all have fun now, hear? ;)

Links page is up! I've yet to get it completely automated, but I've got it to the point where it take about 1 minute to do the whole conversion. Check 'em out, because at least a few things ought to catch your mind.

Okay, here's the new design. Thanks to the maker(s) of the PHP script that I used for the menu system. And thanks to PHP and Apache for making this easy.

It's been a while since I had a presence on the web, and I don't have much free time these days, so I'll make this brief. All the files and stuff are still available using the menu to the right, the any pictures and links that don't work will be fixed in the next week or so.

To all you clark­con­nect fiends out there who may want a copy of the tar.gz file that …continue.

Below is one of my favorite pictures of the AWACS. Reason being, I hate the thought of crash landing, or ditching (crashing in water) an AWACS; and having that damn rotodome (the huge frisbee looking thing up top) come crashing down to crush my delicate head. This picture restores my faith in MilSpec (military spec­i­fi­ca­tions) that are applied to, and drive the price of, everything the Air Force (and military in general) purchases. We may whine when it's tax time, but I like the thought of living through a wreck like this. Enough morbidity, on to more pleasant pictures...

Below is a draft of an E-3 that I found on a computer in Saudi Arabia about three trips ago. I thought that it was quite impressive, so I sent it back to myself via email, and decided that it needed to go on the 'AWACS' page. If anyone knows who made this, please let me know so i can harrumph in their general direction.

Update - a friend of mine told me who the artist of this drawing is, so here's a link to his homepage.

I was wandering throughout my hard drive last night, and found a quote that I thought very arresting:

"The best that I hope for in life is the total boredom of the average. Anything which happens beyond that, whether good or bad, is a bonus and should be cherished."

It wasn't because I live by it, or think it par­tic­u­lar­ly witty, that I found it so arresting. It was just the acceptance that is implicit in that per­spec­tive. Not, by any means, simply not doing anything, but accepting what comes of one's efforts. If anyone knows who said it, or where it came from, drop me …continue.

Whilst wandering about the internet and reading my mail, I come across various bits of oddness that don't seem to fit anywhere (within my normal clas­si­fi­ca­tion system... come to think of it, that's pretty odd too). They may be funny, or weird, or disgusting, or just odd, but I never know where to store them all. That place, or a reasonable facsimile thereof, is this page.

So there I am, wandering harmlessly through my inbox. Suddenly, out of nowhere, there comes this incredible, "SPOOOOOON!" By the time the echoes have died away (why does a 10' by 10' room echo whenever a "hero" speaks?) I, like …continue.

Changing this around to be easier to update turned out to be harder than I an­tic­i­pat­ed. Once again, months without change, and then zillions of little lines written in one night. I've gone back to frames because (in the immortal words of somebody) "It's the only way to get it to work right!" I think this will be the final major change to this page for a few years. The changing content will start again, but the format is not going away anytime soon.

I'm sick, and tired. Going to bed. 'Nite.