So as some of you may have noticed, I didn’t post at all last week. Quite simply, this is because I spent pretty much every waking hour at work. Hell I gave up sleep­ing hours to be there to. Wednes­day I was at work for 18 hours, got 4 hours of sleep, then went to work the next day for a fun-​filled 31-hour shift. A word to the wise, if you are ever installing ISA server into your topol­ogy, for the love of all that is sacred and pure make sure you put it onto a sep­a­rate server then the one hold­ing your web­site. Trust me on this. Unless you want to be awake at 3 am, 6 hours before your project is being pre­sented to 100 impor­tant people.

Another help­ful tidbit: if you are tired enough, you can actu­ally sleep on a cement floor! I proved this by pass­ing out in our con­fer­ence room for nearly two hours. I say passed out because it wasn’t sleep in any sense. I actu­ally felt worse when I was roused. Ah well, such is my work-​life.

Onto the random para­graphs that sum­ma­rize my life in the past little while!

I really do sug­gest that every­one pur­chase and play the hell out of the new Sam & Max series. Both sea­sons are fabiola.

That’s right, I said fabiola.

Ice Sta­tion Santa is the first install­ment for the second “season” of Tell­tales expan­sion of the Sam & Max uni­verse. I grew up with the orig­i­nal Sam & Max, and so when I heard tell of a new com­pany taking over the title - since LucasArts is run by morons and dis­con­tin­ued the title - I was a little wor­ried. Hell I remem­ber the short-​lived car­toon, which though enjoy­able had screwed with my young sen­si­bil­i­ties. The voices weren’t the same and it really bugged me.