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Awfully quiet around here

Hola, amigos. I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya, but life's been kinda lifey.

Not to say I've been really really busy or anything, but I haven't been blogging here much.

Why not? Well, I wanted to tell you about some new additions to the household, but kinda wanted to wait a while for a bit of stability with 'em before breaking the news. More on that soon, perhaps.

Also, I've been busy with some other blog projects.

Fans of the 1990s Vancouver girl-pop-punk band cub will be delighted to discover cub is a band, which incorporates content from my old Cygnals Cub Homepage with a bunch more stuff collected from the net and beyond.

I've been trying to drum up a little bit of business for Halifax Custom Slideshows, hoping to make some side income from the skills I honed leading up to last fall's wedding. I've set up a demo page with ... well, demos of some of my work. Obviously my video skills far surpass my web-design skills.

For a laugh or two, I recommend checking out You Suck at Kijiji and its still-tiny sister site, You Suck at eBay.

This site was also down recently -- dad tipped me off on Friday that it was down. Looks like the hosts have fixed it, though I'm not sure how.

Anyway, I hope to have more interesting stuff for you soon!

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