Tuesday, January 12th, 2010:

I walked out to the strawberry tree in our yard. It grew by the base of the huge pine tree, and it looked like a pine tree without any needles. It was 34 degrees and damp outside; I had to trim the tree before winter and harvest some forgotten strawberries. I accidentally cut off a fruiting branch, and the berries ( Read more... )

24 December 2009:

Alyssa and I sat talking with Jenna and Kayla. They told us they had gotten some [Big] salt a couple weeks ago, which was bigger than Kosher salt. They noticed the [Big] salt has a natural lemon flavor, like lemon verbena. They got help from their respective boyfriends, and the four of them started selling it in front of coffee ( Read more... )

Tuesday, Sept 9th:

I walked into a long space between two high walls. A narrow ledge hugged the inside of both walls, looking down into the black chasm in the center. A drawbridge unfolded at either end, their tongues meeting in the middle (not across the chasm, but along it, covering its entire length). I tried to look underneath the gate and see ( Read more... )

Tuesday, August 12th:

I rode in the back seat with discoflamingo(?) while sinister_dr_X and fayde talked in the front. sinister_dr_X parked in the lot of a grocery store and we went inside to pick up a couple things. When we walked out a few minutes later, our fourth was someone I didn't know. He was going to drive separately and meet us at our destination, and somehow I ended up riding ( Read more... )

Friday, June 13th:

A Hmong kid named Xong had signed up to join my Mythic Africa campaign as a Monk, but hadn't been able to attend any of the games yet. I still had his first draft of the character sheet, but he'd never played before. I worried he wouldn't be able to update it on his own to join a few levels higher.
( Historical Obstetrics )

Friday, May 9th:

Scooper and sinister_dr_x sat at a square table in a small kitchen. sinister_dr_x had just explained the setup of the last encounter. I held my hands up like pistols and counted my steps into the room in slow motion, illustrating my plan. My left thumb slapped forward as I fired at Scooper's forehead the moment I cleared the doorjamb. Stepping into the ( Read more... )

I'd never been to the seedy apartment building before, but it wasn't hard to find. ( Illicit Breads )

Thursday, February 14th:

A man in his late 20s set up a machine the size of a large footstool on the outside shoulder where the road bends around the bottom of a hill. The man flipped a switch and a belch of white paint splashed out of the machine onto the road. His friend, discoflamingo, scowled at him, then rolled through the paint on his rollerskates, ( Read more... )

Tue, Jan 30th:

A grad student reported to a windowless lab and signed into the simulator. A robotic squid-tentacle retracted to lay along the ceiling above him. He sat at the controls and piloted an experimental dolphin-drone through the tank outside. If their program was successful, these robots would someday handle all of the porposes' most ( Read more... )

Wednesday, February 21st:

Sweeping aside the folds of his brown duster, discoflamingo pulled up the legs of his cotton pants, revealing a belt buckled around each leg.

"This one gives me a +8 bonus to Concentration checks," he said excitedly, pointing to the brown belt with the two-prong buckle just above his right knee.

"And this one," he smiled, pointing ( Read more... )