Scott Morris'
Bastion of Truth

In which I rage against the Treo 650 machine.

In which our hero hits Leopard with a stick.

In which our hero hits Vista with a stick.

In which I record a solution to a Clie NX70 Audioplayer problem for posterity.

Piracy is needed purely so I can get the games I’ve actually bought to work, if Red Alert 2 is anything to go by.

Documenting the emergence of an internet infiltrator surely sent to destroy us all.

Irony, as defined by by near-surnamesake: Behold the Page of Ten Thousand Spoons.

Internet Explorer 7 Ate My Hampster. Or broke my site, at least. Hints on how to fix it and general venting.