A Blog By Any Other Name (or What’s That Smell?) ver·ba·tim [ver-bey-tim] adverb 1. in exactly the same words; word for word: to repeat something verbatim. adjective 2. corresponding word for word to the original source or text: a verbatim record…
A Blog By Any Other Name (or What’s That Smell?) ver·ba·tim [ver-bey-tim] adverb 1. in exactly the same words; word for word: to repeat something verbatim. adjective 2. corresponding word for word to the original source or text: a verbatim record…
(Or Sun Tzu’s Fart of War) It always bothers me when I’m playing a video game, how the NPC’s are so blasé about their dead friends. They wander around like nothing happened, meanwhile they are standing in a pool of…
So, I’m not what you’d call a seasoned traveler. In fact I haven’t been anywhere for a while. My passport expired about the same time as Kurt Cobain did. (What? Too soon?) It certainly wasn’t from a lack of desire.…
The big problem with living in an age where everyone is plugged into everyone else’s business is that everyone is plugged into everyone else’s business. So far there seem to be two competing models for the online experience. On the…
Let’s face it. There are some people in the world who are just more interesting than you. Whether it’s because they have some talent at entertaining us, or just have bulges in all the right places, they have a way…
(Or I’m not a celebrity but I play one on TV) We used to sit around the campfire and stare at the stars. There wasn’t much else to do. Then someone said “Hey do you remember that mammoth we killed…
So I keep hearing that my body is mostly made up of bacteria. I am apparently nothing more than a containment vessel for all kinds of microscopic flora and fauna. More of me is not me than is me. In…
There are times we would like to be famous and times we wish we were invisible. Few among us could deny wanting to be a rock star, a ballerina, or an astronaut at some point on our lives (for me,…
(or Why the Novelist Couldn’t Go to the Bathroom) I’ve been complaining too much lately, so I thought I would try a different approach. We all tell stories. Some of them are true; most are not. From the time we…
(Or don’t make me come up there!) To the drunken hooligans outside my window, Unless the next words that you speak are either, “The house is on fire!”, “You’ve won the lottery!”, or “There really is an axe murderer downstairs!”,…
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