I remember homecoming

If it isn’t obvious at this point this blog is not meant for web development or design topics explicitly. It is meant for an all over the place kind of brain dump and me talking to myself. My oldest daughter, soon to be 16, had her homecoming a couple of weeks ago. I got a little nostalgic as she was getting ready to go. I remember spending way too much time looking at how the buttons on my shirt lined up, or if my spiked hair was the right amount of spike without looking like Wayne Static (rip). I’m glad she had fun.