One of the main functions of this site has always been to preach the good word of Flash to the uninformed (or misinformed) masses — it's why we created The ActionScript Jabberwocky and hosted the once annual ActionScript Poetry Contest. It's also why we created Flash games and spent months turning a long-in-the-tooth open-source text editor into a fairly great little ActionScript editor.

Over the years, we've had our differences with the makers of Flash (both Macromedia and Adobe), but we've never been shy of professing our love for their work in no uncertain terms.

So why so silent on the matter for the past few months?

Well, quite frankly, we're not feeling it any more.

Don't get me wrong, I still use Flash daily — sometimes still for fun, but most often for work, and there are some amazing things being done in the world of Flash, Flex and AIR these days. And thanks to a diverse client base and a plethora of cool projects, I'm quietly taking part in many of them every day.

But am I loving the platform? Quite frankly, no.

Thanks to a growing problem with bugs, inconsistencies with external interfaces and a general lack of faith in the player itself, Flash is starting to feel a lot like the HTML/Javascript fiasco that caused me to seek out Flash's "works anywhere" promise way back in the 1900s. These days, I seem to be debugging the player more than my own code.

Chris at FlexibleFactory, has a post today that sums up my own feelings toward the state of Flash pretty well. In fact, he inspired me to finally break my silence on the matter too. Anybody else want to chime in?

It's been a while since I mentioned I'd found somebody crazy enough to marry me, and I have to admit I've posted very little ever since. Turns out that planning a wedding can take a lot of your time and energy (Well, ok, so it took a lot MORE of my fiancee's time and energy, but still…)

Regardless, I am happy to report that as of last weekend (April 28, 2007), I have become a married man. Pictures, etc. can be found here, and the new Mrs. VeryVito (VeryVita? VeryVitess?) has been posting her thoughts here. She's pretty awesome, by the way.

And yes, to anybody confused by the photos… those are indeed groomsbabes (or GroomsAngelsâ„¢, as I like to call them).

To everyone who attended: Thanks, I had a blast! And to those who weren't present: Sorry, you missed a blast!

I caught a keeper! (And no, that's not the actual ring.)

When I was 11 years old, I had no idea where life was going to take me.

Regardless, I'm absolutely certain that the 11-year-old that I once was would be proud — nay, deliriously ecstatic! – to know that the older, wiser me would one day announce my engagement to a beautiful woman (a middle-school teacher, no less!) on the front page of a publication called Turdhead.com.

So here it is: I'm getting married. I officially asked this weekend, and she officially said yes.

Somehow I doubt my fiancee's inner 11-year-old ever dreamed she'd see such an announcement under the "Turdhead.com" banner (or be happy about it, if she did), but hey, her adult self is well aware of what she's getting into. And besides, she's pretty cool.

And if she's still speaking to me after she sees this, the 11-year-old in me is looking forward to a long and happy life with her.

Stay tuned for details!