The Letter I
I-Bob, Inc.
In addition to the immensely good fortune of hosting my site, this ISP is run by Bob, or as I like to call him, Bob. Bob's a good guy. I-Bob has evolved into North American Networks, and gotten huge, but I like to think of it as I-Bob still. Small town feel, national dialups. Works for me!
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ICQ
I resisted as long as I could, but I finally succumbed to Peer Pressure.
ICQ#11583346. Not that I ever check it (we're going on four to five years now). Too much spam. And I have to register on each separate computer. That just bites. I use AIM at work - if you can guess my handle, well... it's actually not that hard to guess.
Ice Cream
As a youngster, I flirted extravagantly with the chocolate melanges, the nut-flavored, the various chips, but I find that as I get older, I'm turning into my father. Vanilla - plain, French, bean - is the best choice.
Indonesian Wood Carvings
When you walk into my house, a group of wooden carvings meet you at the door; these columnar frogs and cats loiter beneath the mirror, ready to challenge all visitors with a supercilious stare or an unwavering gaze.
Information Science
My master's degree is in Information Science - my emphasis was on the organization of information, design, and evaluation. Living in the Southern Shangri-la of Chapel Hill (where I was pointed to SLIRP at the UNC dialups if I wanted a 10% chance of maybe seeing images), and working way too much, I still managed to get the degree done in two years. Whee!
Inner Monologue (formerly On My Mind)
I needed someplace to write down those little observations that weren't rants or raves or could stand on their own. So On My Mind was born. One might presume that since I've posted nothing there for well over a year several distinct times, there's been nothing on my mind in the past few years. Oh, would that were true!
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Ireland and Italy
When I compile (and a big computer is required to handle my list) my list of places I want to go, Ireland and Italy are right at the top.
Iris
My favorite flower: I like the bold, big-headed, leggy Irises, the ones that are bright in color and bold in pattern. I like the way they look after a rainstorm, bedraggled but proud.


