Want to give your friends, enemies, and acquaintances some gin-yooo-wine Hannah Montana wake up calls? Wal-Mart to the rescue!

No, you can’t have my phone number.

I rarely do maintenance on my hosted web space since my provider just keeps increasing my quotas, but something made me look inside the old FITHlan folders today.

And out popped a whole buncha photos.

I’ll be 36 by the time this ships.  That’s far too old to have a Millennium Falcon kiddie pool.  Of course, I will have two children by then.

No no, I can’t.  I won’t.  Damn it.