But then I took another sip of my coffee, and the feeling passed. My confidence as a short story writer took a knock-out punch about six years ago, and I never recovered. Tonight, sitting on my bed after a day of holiday shopping and while watching Care Bears to the Rescue, a few characters tried…
So my WordPress 3.3 update and my Comments Plus plugin got into a horrible fight, and corrupted my Headway Theme install over at lovelinks. Loosely translated: two of my feuding roommates got everybody evicted, and I had 24 hours to find us all a new home. We’ll be hanging out here at my personal blog…
Life has come full circle and, in my 10-year-old son Jon Alex, I am now raising myself. I don’t know how my parents survived me because I sure as hell don’t know if I’m gonna survive JA. The moodiness, the emotional manipulation, the refusal to take responsibility for his actions unless taking responsibility has a…
One at a time, my children are trying to either kill me or get themselves dropped off at the nearest fire station. In response to getting caught in a whopper of a lie after a series of smaller lies, Jon Alex tried the “I’m a fragile butterfly surrounded by vicious hound dogs, except for you,…
The writer Peter De Wolf has returned to free fringes with another writing prompt short story. His last prompt was fire ants, this one is partypoker because who doesn’t like a challenge? And a party? And poker? Thanks, Peter, for the guest gig. Come back anytime. Two dudes are hanging out in one of those…
The countdown to my Mac is back on. I wrote some silly post two years ago saying I wasn’t gonna worry about saving for a Mac Book because the iPad was to be my lord and savior Jesus Christ, then I lost my job and $1400 electronics gave way to rent. No way was I…
Why is the Lowenbrau song going through my head? “Here’s to good friends Tonight is something special The beer will pour. Must say something more somehow…” Wait right there. That’s the thing. I don’t have to say anything more anyhow. This is it. No more fishing Ehren’s foot out of the small of my kidneys…
