Angelo Bertolli

I’m not a blogger really–if you didn’t already guess by my posting infrequency.  But I do own and use a lot of what people call blogs.  I just don’t like to see them that way.

You see, I’ve been making web pages since 1995, and had a personal home page (remember those?) since 1996.  My first page was rather minimalist, and in a sense, a rebellion against what I’m doing here–writing a dialog with you in typical “blog post” fashion.  Back then I felt that no one really went online to know more about a complete stranger.  I still think I was right about that at the time (although things have changed).  At least I sure never cared about what most people put on their home pages at that time.  My page was utilitarian:  find resources related to gaming, programming, music, or whatever else I happened to be interested in.  More accurately, it was useful to me, a place I could store and show off a few things, including a rather cool photo album for the times.

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I got up this morning to drive to the hotel Melisa was staying at in Gaithersburg. It was a beautiful day, not too hot but still sunny. I decided to stop by to bring her something for breakfast. I stopped by a french bakery to pick up a few breads and some breakfast cheese.

I entered the hotel in the quiet residential area. I knocked on her room door and waited for her to come. I smiled when I saw her beautiful face. Melisa was happy to see me and surprised that I brought her breakfast. We lazily stayed in her hotel room and relaxed as we shared our breakfast. From her window of the hotel room we could see the lake that was next to the shopping and entertainment area near the hotel.

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