By Wyatt Earp | May 26, 2010
May 26, 1985 – Code Monkey Born
Today is the birthday of my dear friend, fellow blogger, and techno-Yoda Code Monkey. Born in the Great Smokey Mountains, she was raised by wolves – and Presbyterians – until she was 13 years old. She was then shipped off to the big city with a wool coat and a Commodore Vic-20. She spent her time mastering Word Perfect and BASIC, which is always in demand.
In 2006, she found this blog while searching for “moronic, shapeless men.” Believe it or not, I am the top result for that in Google. After sending me an e-mail about superconductors or some such nonsense, we started a correspondence. (From that moment on, she wished she had typed “UNDO!”)
Since then, Code Monkey has helped me with blog issues, subject matter for posts, and my sciatica. How does she do that from the Pacific Rim? She’s very talented.
She pleaded with me to not make a big deal out of her special day, but I was never into honoring the wishes of a friend. So, I figured I would expand the celebration to everyone here. Besides, it will be three more hours until she wakes up and sees this. By then, I’ll be firmly ensconced in Witness Protection.
Code Monkey is technically an “internet friend,” because we have never met in person. But with constant e-mails dozens of calls, and unbridled tech support, she is much more than that. She is definitely a member of my inner circle, and life would not be the same without her. That being said, this post is twofold. First, I offer her these gifts:
She loves Marines almost as much as she loves firefighters . . .
Second, I ask you to wish her a happy birthday in the comments. Thank you.