Out Offending the World

Some days, it seems like the least objectionable things you say are the most likely to get you blocked on Twitter. Tell someone their mother was a hamster, and their father smelled of elderberries, and all you get is a pause, usually followed by an LOL. Yeah, you’re right, man. But tell someone the sky

That Delusion I’m Human Strikes Again

My shitty day job called this afternoon. By which, what I mean is, less than twenty-four hours before I’m supposed to be at work tomorrow morning. Actually, scratch that. It was slightly less than twelve hours before I’m supposed to be at work. There are exactly two reasons people from work call me, and they

Rabbits, Fallen Trees, and Creeks

I went out again. A little more distance on the thing… I met a little friend along the way. I think there was a rabbit nest involved, because the rabbit seemed to be playing decoy. Here’s a fallen tree. Note how I have artfully cropped the bits with the chainsaw cuts out of the picture.

Wanna Peek at My Hike?

I finally got some decent weather and enough time to go out. Outdoors, that is. I found a new path in a place I would have sworn I already knew and headed off to get some mud on my feet. It doesn’t look like good fishing, but there are plenty of animal tracks around. (Not

Thinking About Comic Books

For some reason, the idea that I should write a comic book is fluttering around in my head. Seems like an obvious choice, since I have absolutely no concept whatsoever of how to do that. Or what I would write about in a comic book… or … well… any other relevant topic. It seems like

Events and Newsletters

I got a newsletter from my not-so-local, independent bookstore today. I’m sure they have a mailing list of thousands, and honestly, it’s been a while since I dropped by this particular store. The newsletter was one specific event. Which is going to happen tomorrow, around one o’clock in the afternoon. So… uhm… less than twenty-four

I Love You, Fellow Genre Writers!

One of my main characters blew up a nun, the other day. I mentioned this on Twitter, of course. You have to say something when you’re procrastinating in the company of others. No one thought it was the slightest bit odd. ‘Cause that’s the way we roll on genre twitter. There was, of course, a

Getting Moving Again

I fought my way through enough exercise to make my Fitbit happy. This is an accomplishment on my days off, and next to nothing on the days I work. You see, at some point in my optimistic past, I decided that my goal should be somewhere “above average”–by which, what I mean is my average–and

Look, I posted: Random Tangent of the Day

I’m having one of those days where I got distracted by Why Batteries Aren’t Vegan, and suddenly wound up in the midst of a how electronics are made tangent. Apparently, the answer is meat. I didn’t know that, and I’m still not sure I understand it, but that’s the kind of trivia I have to

So, You’re Marrying the Death of Dreams…

There’s something about marriage that seems so… permanent. And with a co-worker’s wedding rapidly approaching, it seems even more permanent than usual. It’s like watching a train wreck in slow motion. I’m cringing, and hoping somebody’s going to put on the brakes. Today’s conversation–one that’s always near and dear to my heart–was about how coworker’s

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