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While sitting around the fire watching flames shoot sparks into the air, I wonder if I can actually make this work. I’ve spent the last seven years working and going to school to be a biologist. I toed the line. I managed to get my education without becoming a total mindless automaton. I persevered and

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I’m pretty stoked about a potential new partner/employee (terms not yet determined) here at Cabin Fever. Over the last couple of years, pretty much everyone but me has fallen by the wayside as we (I, now) march toward releasing a product. I still say “we” here & there, and I do in fact get to

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Don’t look at me like that. The question gets sort of interesting, if you’ll just stare at it (instead of me) long enough. Still not interesting. Well, keep trying. …I swear, some people just have no attention span at all. All right, I admit it: I didn’t think there was much to it, way back

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Sometimes, you know, life is hard. Cabin Fever’s very small staff has been going through some tough times lately–one of us found telecommuting too impersonal, one of us has been dealing with serious illness, two of us have relocated to make it easier to deal with the above…and, of course, there’s been the inevitable angst

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Once upon a time I worked for a credit union. Well, actually I worked for a company 60% owned by the credit union, but as a supposedly-convenient fiction we were all employees of the CU. But then contracted out to the the other guys…who were still, I guess, ourselves. At least partially. All this meant

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…unless they don’t. Nothing’s ever as simple as it first seems. Scarecrow, a product we’ve been working on lately, started out as a “simple” request from a local business owner. He wanted to know: is there some sort of script that can tell me if my website gets hacked? Hmm. Interesting. “Why, LBO,” I said,