Okay, folks. I'm rewriting my swashbuckling fantasy novel, set in a culture with roughly Renaissance/Restoration-level of technology. Magical energy covers the world much like water does, flowing in ley lines like rivers and pooling at ley line intersections like lakes and ponds. Those who can sense and control this energy can use it to bend ( Read more... )

This seems perfectly appropriate.

On the evening of Father's Day, my step father was admitted to the intensive care unit at our local hospital for advanced pneumonia. He was placed under heavy sedation and went into septic shock the following evening. He did not wake up, and yesterday's EEG scan showed minimal brain activity. He will not recover ( Read more... )

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It doesn't help that the Brits have subjected their children to these things that look like a fusion of the Banana Splits and Spy vs. Spy for the past thirty-some-odd years now. Look at those things. It freaks me out, man.

Freaks my shit out.

And that song has been going through my head for the past, oh, week now.

No, really. I'm a moron ( Read more... )

Opening weekend for The Real Inspector Hound went swimmingly ( Read more... )

Macomb Community Theatre will present THE REAL INSPECTOR HOUND by Tom Stoppard on April 20, 21, 27, and 28, 2007 at 7:30 p.m. at the Pat Crane Memorial Theatre on South Johnson Road in Macomb, Illinois ( Read more... )

It's Captain James T. Kirk, for Chrissakes.

I'm in another downward spiral again. Like I don't want to do anything, or talk to anyone ( Read more... )