I used to live in San Diego for almost two years, working at Science Applications International Corporation. I did a lot of programming in NeXtStEp. I also spent time doing UNIX administration, mechanical and electrical engineering, and flying to Switzerland. I went there for the summer of 1995 to install a machine we built. While I was there, I got to attend a really cool wedding in Schaffhausen, Switzerland. My illustrious friend Carl Steiner from San Diego got married to a Swiss Miss named Sibylle. That's Carl next to me.

Here's a shot of the infamous "Big Dave" David Albarian, while he was visiting me from San Diego. David was Carl's best man at the wedding, and he also traveled around with us in Europe in 1995. He wore cheap plastic flip-flops and shorts the whole time. Even on broken-down trains in Romania, and when we went out dancing at nightclubs in Budapest. As you can tell, he's almost as normal as I am. Der Grosser David has been living in and around Zurich, Switzerland, until recently returning to the mother ship in San Diego.

Back in September 1996 after releasing Navigator 3.0, we had a little party at San Jose Live. Open bar too. Nice.

This shot is of Matthew Fisher and me taking care of business.

My dad took the open bar thing pretty seriously. Then again, so did I.

Matt won a camera taking this picture of me puking. It was totally my idea. I got duped. He got all the credit for my creativity. At least APS cameras suck, so I didn't really lose that bad.

If you really think I yacked, you're stupid.
 
 

Matt and I decided to have a contest to see who could be more ugly. We started with the goatees, and after a while, shaved into the 70's Shaft action. Plus the unkempt hair.

Shortly after we started growing our hair, Tom Paquin said to us, "What's up with this disgusting hair thing? You guys on Team Ugly or what?"
 
 

I learned proper winking technique from my old S.F. roommate, Mac Daddy Aleks. The pointing thing is a DKNY original, though.
 
 

It didn't take long for us to shave off the nastiness. But the hair had continued to grow and grow. And grow.

It's hard to see that here, though, because I have on a hairnet in the picture on the left. Don't even ask. That's me, Matt, and Lou. Lou was the drummer for our defunct band, The Pie Guys. We sucked really bad. We had one gig at Ireland 32's in San Francisco in July 1998.

Check out the nice orange fingernail polish. I also took the liberty to borrow a beautiful orange sweater. I thought it complemented very nicely.

Hey, at least the horrible moustache was gone.
 
 

This 1997 Halloween picture is so totally awesome, it's quite difficult to put words to it. All I gotta say is:

• It's my real hair.
• The platform shoes were 5 inches tall.
• The jacket is genuine Naugahide, stripped from the elusive Nauga Beast.
• If you could only see my tight velvet pants.
• I bought my ensemble at Wet Seal.
• Matt makes a hot Wonder Woman.

I think I took this black and white shot in one of those instant photo booths at the train station in Bern.

Braid sculpting by SKYE.
 
 

OH MY GOD.
 
 

I finally cut the hair in the spring of 1998. Here's a romantic shot of me, Skye Lee, and Matthew at Chouck and Tracy's wedding. Nice.

Skye was my super-cool kickass roommate for a year, and then lived in my house in Cupertino for another year after that, after I moved to Copenhagen. Squid moved into my house after Skye left. Now both Skye and Squid live together in San Jose. They're hitched. See, that's what happens when you live in my house. Love connection, baby.
 
 

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It's all about the glam shots, baby. Photo courtesy of Valerie Haselton.
 
 

Claude Baechtold is my very, very close friend from Switzerland. He's a talented designer working and living in Switzerland, and I've visited him and his brother François, countless times. Our mothers lived together in an apartment in Baltimore years ago.
 
 

This is my wonderful cat Sophie. She's still living in the house in Cupertino. I miss her, even though she tends to pee on the furniture. Hey, at least it makes the place smell really good. No, really, she's a big fat 10 on the Scale of Cute. Meow, kitty, meow.

 

Rodrigo (a.k.a. Daddy Rock) and me in a pool in Puerto Escondido, Mexico.
 

Claude, Grace, me, Jen, and Rodrigo in Coco Bongo (yeah, baby, yeah). Funky shadows on the beach in Acapulco: Überkitty, Shiner, Daddy Rock, and Trix Shoes.

We met Grace and Jen in Cancún in 1999, and haven't been able to see enough of each other since. The Four Muskateers? Maybe the Four Geeks. Who'd marry us? (Mr. T.) You can see us in action in all kinds of spots, like Mexico, Chicago, and in Denmark. And we'd never be caught on a trip without watching films, doing some serious partying, and when appropriate, ringing in the new year.

Rodrigo and I took a magnificent trip to Iceland in 2002, too. And I was a proud yet shaggy-haired groomsman in Thuc and Angela's wedding in Hawaii, early in 2003.
 
 

Late in 2001 I participated in my first real theater production. Finally. Fame and glamour on the big stage. Or something. It was actually loads of fun, and I'm determined to do more. I played Lysander in Projektmagerne's production of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Look, I'm in here somewhere, looking all artsy and everything. Dude, Shakespeare. I also got to play 10 different characters in April of 2003 in A. R. Gurney's The Dining Room, also produced by Projektmagerne. I've even been in a little movie. Nice. And just to be fair, I'll have you know everything was shot in one take.

This is Stine. She studies Danish -- like rhetoric, linguistics, grammar, literature, communication... kind of like an English major in the U.S. Only, it's Danish. Get it?

Her last name is Heger. In the Danish phonetic systems (Dania), her first and last names are pronounced . You figure it out. Basically, close enough in English would be something like Stina Hey'er. Close enough.

Most people who just see her name written end up thinking she's a man named "Stein Hegger". Thankfully, she's neither a man, nor a large mug of beer, nor a German gin flavored with juniper berries -- for all of which, I am truly grateful.

While living in New York, we were asked by the owners of our favorite hair and beauty salon to pose for some marketing material for their boutique. We enthusiastically agreed, and next we knew, we were styled and photographed, and now hang in their shop window. We even appear online in an advertisement on Us Weekly's survey site. Stylin'.

Thus ends over 10 years of editing and posting to this static HTML page. For someone who worked at the forefront of Internet technology, I'm definitely behind in the times. "But I still love technology..." Gosh! Idiot!

Peace out.