About
About Me
I’m your host, Rob, and I’m responsible for pretty much all the content you can find on this site.
I’ve been a variety of things in my life… artist, poet, philosopher, student, photographer, rock guitarist, master chef, HTML ninja, hotshot software guy, film critic, satirist, environmental terrorist and all-around evil genius. Right now I’m mostly just a guy with a blog, who’s married to Aimee, the smartest, sexiest, funniest woman he knows. We live a life of decadence and fun somewhere north of Dallas, Texas with the cutest chihuahua ever, a persistent colony of black widow spiders, and an imported Canadian Mazda3 with tricked-out custom license plates.
In a perfect world, I’d be the guitar player in a hard rock band. I suck way less at writing software, though, so mostly I make a living trying to do that instead.
About furiosity.com
I’ve run this web site since August, 2000. It’s gone through a number of iterations over the years (including a dead period between sometime in 2007 and late 2009 when I didn’t actually post anything at all). All of them have served as my outlet for ranting about things that amuse, irritate, anger, or otherwise interest me.
The site has attempted the occasional bits of humor and satire in the past. I fondly remember a story from late 2000 about how Bill Clinton had decided to have his likeness added to Mount Rushmore as one of his final acts in office, drawing the ire of close to a hundred of the dumber elements of society (as counted by the number of outraged hate mails that were received on that topic). It’s occasionally attempted to educate, as in the “Dale Earnhardt Is Still Dead” story of March, 2001. In retrospect, that story can perhaps be characterized as “too soon”. It’s even delved into both investigative journalism, as in the documentation of 2002’s fascinating attempt to bribe an unwitting McDonald’s employee into dispensing a 32-oz California Adventure-sized McFlurry, and even science, as in the subsequent experiment designed to measure the effects on the human body of actually consuming the aforementioned monstrosity.
I rebooted the whole site in late 2009, after a long period of neglect. These days I just write about whatever the heck I feel like, which trends towards software development, security, business, management, the internets, and occasionally the sheer offensiveness of the mainstream media. Also sometimes about my dog.
About furiosity
furiosity is not actually a word, but it totally should be.
furiosity [fyoor-ee-os-i-tee] – noun
- a strong feeling of fury, violent passion or rage
- a state of intense violence, as in wind or storms
- an act of unrestrained energy, speed, etc.
An interesting quirk of the word is that it’s always spelled in lowercase, even when used at the beginning of a sentence. I made the thing up, so I figure I get to say so.
I’m generally filled with furiosity much of the time. I like to think it’s mostly variant (3) above, although some people might be inclined to imagine a tendency towards (1). Luckily those people are all dead now, so their opinions count for somewhat less.
