No. Yes. Lee started a blog. It’s called Thoughtful Gibberish.

The Dark Tower. I finished reading Stephen King’s Dark Tower series on the way back from South Dakota. He’s said he’s going to retire, at least from writing fiction, and now I understand. Maybe he won’t be able to do it this time, but I can hope for him. I love talking to Lee about

Trip. We drove back to South Dakota last week to see my brother Matt graduate from college. We stopped in Vermillion on the way to Sioux Falls and tried to eat lunch at Marge’s, but she’s dead. It sounds like she must have died just after the last time we ate there. The world’s best

Serenety. I saw the screening on Thursday in Denver. Doyce got ten tickets and included Lee and myself on his guest list. Again, thank you. No spoilers will follow. I’m going to assume you’ve seen the series. With a cool eye, this is the best thing Joss Whedon has written. Don’t worry about being disappointed

Religion. I was talking to someone today about the new pope–he seems like a politico to me, whereas JPII seemed like a spiritual man who had to do some politics–when she started talking to me about how there will be no peace on earth this side of the final judgement, because of the power of

Matt! Maaaaattttt! Ben Edlund to write more Tick. (via Whedonesque.)

Caffeine. One of the things I miss about drinking strong coffe is the caffeine buzz. It seemed to make life just a little bit easier, at times. Like today, when I have no inspiration to do anything. I could sit down, drink a pot of coffee, and the world would have sparkly edges. Everything would

Review. Since this is what I’ve been doing for most of my free time this week, I’d better post one. *A Short History of Nearly EverythingBy Bill Bryson. It’s time to scrap our science textbooks. Not only are they wrong–and they know they’re wrong–but they’re bad. Electrons do not swirl around the nucleus of an

Gravity’s Angel. By Laurie Anderson. …Well he was an ugly guy. With an ugly face.An also ran in the human race.And even God got sad just looking at him. And at his funeralall his friends stood around looking sad. But they were reallythinking of all the ham and cheese sandwiches in the next room.And everybody

Bleah. Given that I’ve never installed a tile floor and there are probably practical reasons for this, still, bleah. I can’t find M C Escher floor tiles anywhere.