Jimbo's World

		Who is this Jimbo guy, anyway? // begin listing of random facts:

no, that's not really a lightsaber in my hand... but I *am* happy to see you.
(no, that's not a real lightsaber - but I am happy to see you)

I'm a professional ubergeek and self-employed technomancer.
I was born in 1972. This has caused me varying degrees of distress over either being "too young" or "too old", in one context or another, for most of my life. When the hell is my age gonna feel "just right?"
I'm not married now, but I was once.
Yes, that's really me over there with the lightsaber. And one of these days I'll eventually put a link up to some more recent pics.
I used to say how many MP3s were on my hard drive in this bullet, but then I built a quarter-terabyte RAID5 MP3 server for somebody, and ever since then it just hasn't seemed important... (and now a quarter-terabyte is laughably small, and it REALLY seems unimportant!)

I used to hold the extremely unpopular-amongst-geeks opinion that Linux is for people who don't know any better. (It's all about the BSD, baby.) They both have their place, though, and some of the modern Linux distros are downright sexy. (Ubuntu, I'm looking at you, you pretty lil' thing...)

Windows XP (was) the most evil thing since "code wheels," and given the chance, I would cheerfully toss Microsoft in the Recycle Bin - in a HEARTBEAT. (And now there's Vista. DRM ahoy!)

Unfortunately, even if we're not dependent on Microsoft's product itself, we're all dependent on applications that only run on their product. =(

I wouldn't describe myself as an atheist, but that's only for semantic reasons.

I was stupid enough to enlist in the Navy instead of going to college. (damned pride.)

I am not a K-R4D 31337 H4XX0R, but I play one on teh interweb.

Various people at various times have told me that I look like Dan Aykroyd, Jim Carrey, Cary Elwes, Richard Dean Anderson, Ron Livingston, Bruce McCulloch, Nathan Lane, Walter Matthau, Tom Hanks, Tobey Macguire, Doctor Zhivago, Ernest Hemingway, and Errol Flynn.

I cannot for the life of me figure out what the common denominator amongst all those people could be.

There is a photo of an ex-girlfriend of mine in an escort service ad in the yellow pages of the town I lived in at the time.

She doesn't actually work there, though. (I think.)

I used to be unafraid to admit that this was an E/N site. I am now unafraid to admit that E/N is dead, and this site is simply ... a thing I do.

Validate this site's existence. Affirm your own.
Glorify mine. Sign the guestbook.