After last night's epic (and no doubt pulitizer-worthy) post detailing the preferred wardrobe of the technically-inclined individual, I have a confession to make: I got way sidetracked. It happens a lot more than you might think. I'll sit down at my keyboard, prepared to spit out an insightful 500 words about whatever topic I've been … Continue reading Of side tracks, not-dirty pants, and lip balm