Author Archives: Mark Egge

Your Linguistic Profile: 75% General American English 10% Upper Midwestern 10% Yankee 5% Midwestern 0% Dixie What Kind of American English Do You Speak? Aight, Meekyung, let’s see how much Yankee is in your speech. =P (post your results in … Continue reading →

A man was passing by a small courtyard when he heard voices and murmuring. He went in and saw an altar with a large zero in the middle and a banner that said ‘NIL.’ White-robed people were kneeling before the … Continue reading →

So. At the time I went to bed this morning, my laptop was under a motherboard-replacement work order, my desktop was locking up every ten minutes, my Palm refused to turn on, and to heap insult on injury, my alarm … Continue reading →

Just as a heads up, I am currently working on a new layout for Eateggs.com, but it’s still a little ways off. In the mean time, things are going to get more ugly before they get pretty. Bear with me. … Continue reading →

Just in case you’re interested or somehow don’t know, this is what I have on tap for the summer: I’ll be moving back to Cheyenne and living w/ the ‘rents. I’ll be doing landscaping for Heartland Home Builders during the … Continue reading →

And by party all night, I mean did homework all night, ‘cuz that’s always such a party– especially when that homework happens to be the history of ancient Rome. On the upside, of course, I was writing about persecuting a … Continue reading →

*sneeze*

I always feel obligated to preface any statements or posts about business majors with a qualification that not all who have selected “business” as their major are what I refer to as “business majors.” I know quite a few individuals … Continue reading →

And it snowed and it snowed and it snowed. For twenty-four unrelenting hours it snowed. Were it just a bit colder outside, there would be eight to ten inches of standing snow outside– but dreams of eight to ten inches … Continue reading →

Sitting, slumped in my chair, I can see the wet, heavy spring snow falling outside. Snow. At seventy degrees it was 2:00 and I walked to work in a t-shirt. At fifty degrees it was darkening and the four of … Continue reading →