I finally finished watching Iron Man today. Not bad. But my brain jumped a few links and ended up here: the publishing revolution will depend on better batteries. I’ve been reading Doyce‘s links and ponderings about the future of the publishing industry. Most self-publishers, no matter what that crowd self-reports, currently come across like a […]

There’s blood on the floor, and there’s not supposed to be. It’s only one drop of a nosebleed, but there it is, still mahogany-red on the tiles. There’s blankets on the couch, and there’s not supposed to be. But it’s lonesome back in her bedroom, and she can listen to the sounds of us breathing,

We played Faery’s Tale from Firefly Games tonight with Ray, her first RPG. Lee GM’d. Game review: Good setting for kids: faeries vs. goblins. The rules were easy enough for Ray to understand (at 7.5 years old). The rules and character creation were not so oversimplified that I was frustrated. There are options for different

HBO is doing a series for The Ladies’ No. 1 Detective Agency, and the first episode is tonight.

Easter is going to be a Ray Day, which works out pretty well, since it’s right around the half-birthday mark. We will spoil her rotten, favorite foods, treats, an Easter-egg hunt…the works. One day a year to spoil someone you love is not enough, you know? Special request: a silly-string fight. So we were discussing

So I left work at noon-thirty today, because I’d finished everything except stuff I could work from home. It’s supposed to snow all night tonight, and part of the day tomorrow, and I doubt I’ll be heading in to work before noon tomorrow. Before I left, I put all the food I had at my

The egg or the Smashing Creme Egg accordian band? This clip has one of the best rube goldberg devices ever. Evah!

I wrote this about a year ago now, when Ray was in kindergarten.* — They said it couldn’t be done. But I am Juan. And Ella remembered the toothpaste. Miss Breegan poured my orange juice and when she didn’t look I squeezed and squeezed and Ella said “take the cap off stoopid” and Miss Breegan

So the plan was to make fish tacos. Unfortunately, I’d forgotten to pick up beer and cabbage. I decided to walk to the Mexican grocery store and get the cabbage, then stop at the liquor store on the way back. On the way to the grocery store, which was about a mile away, all told,

Friday. Worked on a freelance murder mystery expansion pack for Freeform Games. Gave up on it; it felt like pulling teeth, trying to write out character sheets for my ten characters. It seemed like such a good idea, too: motive, method, opportunity; participation in major pre-existing plots; goals; bonuses; loves, hates, knows. Sucked the life