We’re having fun on the forum in the “Photoshop This” thread.

This week’s image:

My submission:

Yes… and a milkshake too!

The old blog has been drilled over the past few days with spams for some online casino, viagra, and other such nonsense. I’ve deleted aprox 800 comments since saturday.

Since I had to work graveyard last night, I started looking at ways to fuxor the spammers in their quest to drill my site without having to resort to using WPBlacklist. I found one.

When you attempt to post a comment, an image is generated that displays a random number. You then must type the number from the image into a box. No matching number… no post. And, since it’s an image, the spammers script cant just grab it and insert it into the field… someone’s gonna have to actually look at it (and it changes every time you post a comment).

I’ll do a writeup on it and post it over at wordpress for the other kids.

I’m pretty sure I’ve given my opinion of working the graveyard shift once or twice in the past.

Lets recap for those who haven’t been following along: I HATE THE DAMN GRAVEYARD SHIFT!

There… now I feel better.

Unfortunately, we’re short-staffed as heck at the moment. One person had to fly to California, another to Minnesota, and a third is out with an injury (a nasty one too!). That’s half of our team. So… I’m working graveyard tonight and tomorrow night (which is… well… tonight… kinda). Yay!

On a side note, working graveyard has taught me several valuable skills. One is how to make your own espresso shot. Here’s the recipe:

• 2oz hot water
• 6 rounded teaspoons of instant coffee

Carefully stir coffee into water, one teaspoon at a time and enjoy!

It also makes an excellent caffeinated syrup.

Today’s game plan:
Go home, sleep, wake up, repeat.

Yay, me!

Black Versini 3 button suit: $238
Black dress shirt, tie, pocket square, and belt: $80
Wingtip dress shoes: $90
Seeing your son go to the Homecoming dance dressed to kill: priceless!

I’m pulling the graveyard shift again tonight.

I hate this.

In a previous life (before college), I worked graveyard for most of 9 years. It was one of the major deciding factors on my going back to school. I thought that I’d be stuck on that crap shift for the rest of my life if I didn’t get a degree.

I guess that wasn’t an entirely accurate perception.

I don’t mind doing whatever it takes to make our group successful at work, but this “get no damn sleep and attempt to be productive” gig is killing me.

Graveyard makes my ass cranky.