People overreact. It's a fact of life. Sometimes it can be over something as simple and trivial as a misspelling, like I have been known to sometimes do. Sometimes it can be over the usage of a word that totally doesn't exist in any English dictionary anywhere, like I did once. Politicians are judged by how often or seldom they overreact. And other ( Read more... )

Quite the good Memorial Day weekend has happened! There were two awesome get-togethers and one whole day off from work. Friday night nothing major happened. At work we had a little cookout/in thing. Dewey grilled some burgers and hot dogs outside on the grill that Scholastic puts out there for special occasions. We chatted amicably while we ate for ( Read more... )

How is it March already? Wasn't I just shoveling snow? And before that, wasn't I just in Victor's basement ringing in the new year? Well, whatever. The arrow of Time affects us all. The same can't be said about Cupid's arrow. But that guy is a dick, anyway.

A new month means a new astronomy picture shown to me by that calendar I received for ( Read more... )

Huraño is the Spanish word for 'aloof' or 'unsociable.' That's oo-RAH-nyo For example, the sentence, 'My brother is very unsociable,' would be, 'Mi hermano es muy huraño.' Likewise, 'My sister is very unsociable,' would be 'Mi hermana es muy huraña.' And that's it for today's lesson. Impress your friends.

A lot has happened this past week. It's ( Read more... )

I love it when the first day of the month falls on a Sunday because that means there will be a Friday the 13th, which some people find terrifying. Interestingly enough, I think I like Friday the 13th simply because there are people out there who are scared of it. I view superstitions as things of the past. A black cat walked in front of me numerous ( Read more... )

I've been having lots of dreams lately, but I haven't been writing them down. Not in this journal nor in my pen and paper one. Actually, I'm still writing the pen and paper entry about the time I saw the Sun through Ana's solar telescope two weeks ago. I've been really slacking in all things writing. Actually, in all things I've been slacking. And ( Read more... )

First and foremost, I've written about my dreams many times on this online journal. And of course my pen and paper journals are FULL of my oneiric adventures. I could dedicate multiple days to going through my favorites and describing them in every detail, but I'll just have to wait for my journals to be published before the public can appreciate ( Read more... )

Hello, again, Space. It’s been quite awhile, hasn’t it? November ended several weeks ago so I can’t even use the excuse that I was catching up on sleep as a direct result of this past year’s NaNoWriMo event. Real Names has reached its 50,000 word quota and is still largely unfinished. I’ll admit that I blitzed through the ending because I was just ( Read more... )

 There is no excuse for the extended absence of entries lately. It's been a month since last time. But, living in the past is for squares, daddy-o. This is the future, and I've got a few things on my mind.

First and foremost, I woke up about a half  hour ago after having a dream that I must recount as completely as I can before I forget it. It's ( Read more... )

There is a lot to write about. I'll get the easy thing out of the way first. Since this is the month of July's first entry, I'll give a link for this month's Salvador Dalí painting entitled "Old Age, Adolescence, Infancy." (Click the painting you see on that page for a larger view.) I like this piece a lot. It sparks the mind and challenges it to ( Read more... )