If you're lost trying to find the current work on the Market Street Pub homepage, you may just find it over here.
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My Mechanical Ancestors
It's entirely possible that you live near a Sarns Machine Shop. It's not a chain, just a habit. On my father's side of the family, machine work is part of a long tradition. Here's a little background on of one of the earliest Sarns Machine Shops, started by my Grandfather Maurice Augustus Sarns.
Women Who Cross-Train with Wolves
My sister Kathy lives in Alaska, works as a graphics artist, skis 200 miles at a time for fun, and is running out of squeaky toys for her two wolves.
He's a Nice Kid in the Long Run, But Who Likes Long, Runny Kids?
My brother Tommy is another computer gearhead, currently living it up in the bright lights of Tampa. He hasn't sent me much personal info on his life lately. So, here's what I have so far.
Yes Mom...
My mother watches the news, so she knows that the Internet is seething with weirdos, stalkers, and people with bad haircuts. I have therefor been prohibited from giving any information about her on my page. In lieu of that I decided to post a pic of her fiercesome, vicious, really nasty guard dogs.
Spam, Mead, and Glory
Beware of short Scandinavians with a business plan. Through no fault of my own, I've become a corporate mascot. The following is the terrible (terribly violent) story of how I became Olaf, official spokesviking for Screaming Viking Mead and the strange and twisted story of Fred Buhl's twelve-step-plan for world domination.
To Serve Mo
I live in Gainesville, so I have of course spent a lot of time in the non-chain food industry. This area will gradually be filled with my personal ravings on practical and effective cooking.
Mo and His Resume
I thought I would actually use this space for commentary on the work I've done in electronic publishing. I have, however, been spending too much time on doing it to spend much time writing about it all. So, the best thing seems to be to just give you a link to my resume and my portfolio of stuff.
Here are a few of my favorite spots in Gainesville
Oh man, the CDA is on the ropes, so the next great idea is "harm to minors." Since I can't resist temptation, here is something guaranteed to cause harm to minors.
Tired of all that mucking around with graphics? Over all that human interface stuff? Well, JavaScript now makes it possible to get there without enjoying the trip. Just select and press the button to go to your destination.
Isn't science wonderful?
Maurice Sarns, AFN29467@AFN.ORG