Imagine a government agency, in a bureaucratic foul-up, accidentally gives you a copy of a document marked "top secret." And it contains a log of some of your private phone calls. You read it and ponder it and wonder what it all means. Then, two months later, the FBI shows up at your door, demands the document back and orders you to forget you ever saw it.
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Hi there.
I'm Andy Wibbels. I am working on a blog redesign so things might be a little clunky for a few days. You can learn more about my book, Blogwild, at http://GOblogwild.com/. Right now I'm working in San Francisco at Six Apart where I'm the product manager for Blogs.com. You can add my blog to your Google, Yahoo, Bloglines or other homepage. You can also follow me on Twitter, Facebook and Friendfeed.
I sometimes blog about Trent Reznor (parts 1 and 2), cubicle slang, D&D, furries and fanfic, Fosse, freakfilters, indigo children, The Secret movie, sexy deliverymen and dungeon furniture. Here's my most popular post.
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