Nerds @ palmdrive

This is a personal website. Don't ask too much, you won't get too much. This website is intended to become usefull, or maybe just cool one day. Unfortunately (for the website) I got twins a few years ago and am therefore busy with other more impatient stuff. Don't get me wrong, babies are a blessing. It's just that they require a little attention from time to time and have to share my free time with the various websites I am working on.

In terms of hosting, I went for the cheapest option: My garage. My DSL line is proudly offering you a 1MB upload capability. So yes, it is a bit slow, and a slashdotting will just kill it off.

On the left, you see the main menu. You can click on the various items.

• Guestbook. Who doesn't know what a guestbook is? You can write feedback there.
• Tools. Two tools as of today:
  • Units: Want to convert temperature, length, area, volume or mass between metric and us/imperial systems? This page has been specifically designed for you.
  • Calendar: Allow you to put alerts on a specified day and receive notifications two and one week before, the day before and the due day.
• Video. As of today, a couple of tests of MPEG encoders (MPEG-2 and MPEG-4).
• Shopping. A collection of my best and worst shopping experience in the SF Bay Area.
• User-Agent. A small piece of code provided for free, to detect Browser and OS out of a User-Agent String.
• Garbage. All the stuff I didn't know where to put. Links, mostly. And all the old pages in this site that are most likely not going to be maintained anytime soon and is not directly relevant to anything I want to do with this site.
• Visits. This free counter is provided by Web Counter

	A man came home from work and as he entered the house he yelled,
"Hi, honey, I'm home."
	There was no response.  He walked through the house and saw a note
on the refrigerator. It read "I'm out with the girls and I'll be home about
8.  Either fix yourself something to eat, or wait for me and we'll eat when
I get home."
	Well, he decided to wait until his wife returned.  However, his
stomach started to growl and he remembered that he had an apple left over
from his lunch.  He got the apple, polished it a little, and heard the
doorbell ring.  He went to the door and there stood a little blond haired
girl holding out a little paper bag.  "Trick or treat", she said.
	He looked at the girl, looked at the apple, thought how hungry he
was, looked at the girl again, and with a slight sigh dropped his apple in
the bag.  The little girl looked down in the bag, looked up again, and
complained, "You stupid son-of-a-bitch.  You broke my cookies!"