So we are in the middle of this gas crisis in Phoenix. A gasoline pipe broke on it’s way up from Tuscan, and now all hell has broken loose. Most gas stations don’t have gas. Those who do have liquid gold, charge $2.99+ per gallon. In high school, I remember gas in Georgia being $.72. So there are lines backed up for hours at each gas station.

Luckily, I brought my computer from the studio so I could work at home.

I’m taking an hour off for lunch. I’ve been working around the clock. After four years of snubbing flash, I’ve decided to pick it up.

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The only way I could fall asleep was by slapping myself. You see, I’d been using Macromedia Flash all day. It’s software you use to make cool motion graphics on the Internet. Every time I got comfy in the sheets, I could only think in “Flash.” Normally my thoughts are like watching a movie, but last night it was a big computer monitor and Flash Flash Flash. It was stressing me out.

I got up and did some push-ups. I laid for another 10 minutes…still thinking in Flash. So whenever I a Flash thought came up, I slapped myself. Like a real slap…I was mad. I estimate it was thirty slaps before I fell asleep.

Damn these computers.