“I learned that I was right and everyone else was wrong when I was nine. Buck Rogers arrived on the scene that year, and it was instant love. I collected the daily strips, and was madness maddened by them. Friends criticized. Friends made fun. I tore up the Buck Rogers strips. For a month I… Read more When This Occurs, Pack Up Your Dinosaurs and Leave the Room
This morning, I couldn’t take my dog out for her walk because my ankle ached. I think it was the Dance Dance Revolution I was playing yesterday, though maybe it was the five-mile walk-and-run I did the day before. Whatever the cause, my ankle ached this morning. Now, so does my knee.
“Former Rays’ pitcher Joe Kennedy, dead at 28.” This was the headline I woke up to on the morning of my 28th birthday. Didn’t help any that the next story was about how “Today in 1963, Lee Harvey Oswald was shot.” Happy birthday to me. Talk about a frightful omen, but I intend to make… Read more My Second Time Around
Just as a heads up: I’m out to Puerto Rico tonight, so no updates for the next week. In addition to the recent slowdown in updates, I guess that means I’m in full hiatus mode. It’s fine I should be there, however: I’ve been drained as of late, and ideas seem not to come to… Read more Silence