One of the things about writing professionally is that it kills your desire to write in your spare time -- and that's dumb. Will be writing more here.

Stolen directly from my rarely-used Twitter this evening:

Great moments in self-awareness: An inveterate troll complaining that the internet isn't a nice place to be.

If you're contributing to a problem, it's generally wise not to bitch about its existence.

I just finished Life of Pi a few minutes ago. I think I'm going to spend the day cleaning the house, trying to figure out what the hell I just read.

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I don't play Rock Band, have never owned a console of any kind and have no plans to buy one, and am still baffled by whatever the hell happened with the Beatles back in the '60's, but whoever did the Rock Band: The Beatles trailer is pro. Some seriously nice animation there, and I'm suddenly tempted to go find "Hard Day's Night" on iTunes.

I saw a sheet of questions written by the federal Department of Education for both K-6 and grades 7-12 students on Obama's upcoming speech to students.

I understand what Obama's trying to do with this and I really didn't think too much of it reading CNN's article on the controversy, but that handout was creepy on a level I haven't seen outside of ( Read more... )

Lech Paluch around the street from us died Monday night of a sudden heart attack. I don't think he was even 50 yet, and Mom talked to him last week about his business and how worried he was about keeping everyone in his small company employed in this economy. His house, and the house they keep for Polish relatives who recently immigrated here, are ( Read more... )

3:06 PM EST: VINDICATION

Nose to the grindstone until BlizzCon is over. I'm close to zombie already and the damn thing hasn't even started.

Also, I would just like to reiterate, as if this needed to be said, that there is no hope for the human race.

And the Avatar trailer was badass.

Our buddies over at Massively alerted us to the malevolent presence of an upcoming Twilight MMORPG.

Doesn't this world have enough problems?

Christ only knows why I'm awake at the moment, but I keep thinking of this Dylan Thomas poem (perhaps because I read through Roald Dahl's Matilda last night and the first stanza appears there).

In Country SleepNever and never, my girl riding far and near ( Read more... )