Hard to believe that it's almost thirty years since a galaxy far far away captured my heart and soul.

However, don't think I could ever demonstrate my love in quite this way :-


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I have a shameful confession to make. Though I have kept it hidden for so long, feared the embarrassment and ridicule of going public, it is time for me to face judgement. It is not something I am proud of and I know that the atonement will be difficult to endure, rehabilitation tortuous, but I can hide no longer. To take that first step on the ( Read more... )

“Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door”

I was born at the tail end of the ‘baby-boomers’. On the cusp so to speak. Sometimes that’s a frustrating position to be in. I was never quite old enough to enjoy all the freedoms of their adolescence and reactions and change were already setting ( Read more... )

Yesterday was one of those days where I came home extremely grateful that I only teach one day a week. Two of the classes I teach this year are wonderful, even with the challenging characters they contain- the third is a nightmare. Unfortunately they are the last class of the day, which means that every day I’ve worked this term, I’ve come home ( Read more... )

So I'm sitting here with a little free space after working all day on the dreaded programming...and I'm too braindead to come up with anything of value to say. Qualifying 'of value' to mean similar to the other entries...

I know I said regular was not necessarily every day - but that small part of me that cries shrilly for self-improvement ( Read more... )

Addendum to last post 'Bloggers are attention seeking whores ( Read more... )

For about two years now, I have been searching for a science fiction short story that I first read over thirty years ago. I know that it was in a collection that I re-read many times - I’m an avid re-reader of favourites - and I was convinced it was an Asimov work. Having scoured my bookcases (several times), asked all the science fiction fanatics ( Read more... )

In all the wandering I do around the ‘net, the rambles through writing forums, blogs, live journals, news sites and wherever else the wanderlust takes me, the common theme that arises again and again and again, is that to be a writer one must write. Stating the obvious, one would think, yet somehow I can never quite apply that to me. Oh, I do write ( Read more... )

The lunatic is on the grass

The lunatic is on the grass

Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs

Got to keep the loonies on the path

The lunatic is in the hall

The lunatics are in my hall

The paper holds their folded faces to the floor

And everyday the paper boy brings more

In the distant grey haze where dwell my high school memories there ( Read more... )

Nice to know Anakin will miss me :P


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