ChrispyWood
Web developer, guitar picker, chess guy, and scooter rider in Arlington, Texas. I have been building things for the web since the web first became a thing. I may be able to help you.
Web Guy
Guitar Guy
Chess Guy
Scooter Guy
Why Chrispy
This is dedicated to potato chips, fried chicken skin, fresh lettuce, croutons, thin ice, dry twigs, pine needles, new dollar bills, burnt toast edges, overcooked bacon, stale crackers, dried-out pizza crust, cracked dead skin on heels, brittle fingernails, scabbed wounds, desiccated insect carcasses, old paint chips, shattered glass shards, overbaked cookies, burnt popcorn kernels, stale pretzels, dried mud clumps, parched soil crust, sun-baked clay, dried glue drips, cracked leather, desiccated sponge, burnt cheese crisps, crispy insect legs, molted snake skin, old cereal that's gone soggy then dried, wafer-thin wafers, phyllo dough pastry, puff pastry edges, meringue shells, dried nasal boogers, flaky dandruff, brittle hair ends, overstarched napkins, crumpled tissue paper, dry ramen noodle bricks, instant noodle scraps, and other crispy things.
Here is a photo of my me and my girl.
Web Guy
Back in 1984, I was editor of my high school newspaper, The Pine Cone, working at a computer terminal that had all the warmth and color of a refrigerator box. From there, I spent the 2000s doing all kinds of web work as the internet grew up around us. These days, I'm still solving digital problems — only now I'm manipulating AI to help get the work done. And, thankfully, I'm now in color.
Guitar Guy
I've played guitar for about 45 years, mostly acoustic, because I was never trying to wake up the neighborhood or let too many people hear how bad I was. I was trying to avoid being noticed altogether. I'd sit on the porch or hide out in my room, quietly working on the same four chords until somebody walked by and said, “Play something!” Then I would tune my guitar until they got bored and went away.
Scooter Guy
Living in the city with a scooter is hard to beat. It turns everyday errands into little adventures, makes parking almost laughably easy, and lets you see familiar streets from a completely different point of view. A scooter is quick enough for city traffic, small enough to slip into the right parking spot, and fun enough that even a run for milk can feel like a good excuse to take the long way home.
There is also something satisfying about being out in the open instead of sealed inside a car. You notice the weather, the neighborhoods, the smells from local restaurants, and all the small details you would normally drive right past. Whether I'm heading to a coffee shop, running an errand, or just taking a break from the computer, the scooter makes getting around town simpler, less stressful, and a whole lot more enjoyable.
Chess Guy
Why did the chess player travel to Prague? He was looking for a Czech mate.
I also have a photo of me with Gukesh Dommaraju, but he doesn't have the on-line fanbase as Hikaru or Levy Rozman.
