Code, nerd culture and humor from Greg Knauss.

So I'm driving out of Chavez Ravine with Phil after watching the Dodgers win a squeaker and Nine Inch Nails' "Closer" comes on the radio. "Closer" is angry music, brooding and distorted, so I turn it up loud. 'Cause, y'know, I'm a brooding and distorted kinda guy.

You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you,
You let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you.

Help me, I broke apart my insides,
Help me, I've got no soul to sell,
Help me, the only thing that works for me,
Help me get away from myself.

I want to [silence] you like an animal,
I want to feel you from the inside,
I want to [silence] you like an animal,
My whole existence is flawed,
You get me closer to God.

I turn the radio down a bit and say, "Hee."

Phil looks a little unsettled. "Ah," he says, adding "Um" a moment later. "That's not 'I want to invite-out-out-for-coffee-and-maybe-have-a-nice-conversation you like an animal,' is it?"

Hi there! My name's GREG KNAUSS and I like to make things.

Some of those things are software (like Romantimatic and Buzz Clock), Web sites (like the Webby-nominated Metababy and The American People) and stories (for Web sites like Suck and Fray, print magazines like Worth and Macworld, and books like "Things I Learned About My Dad" and "Rainy Day Fun and Games for Toddler and Total Bastard").

My e-mail address is I'd love to hear from you!

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