It's been a while, hasn't it? It looks like the last time I posted was... July of 2015, and jeepers, it's almost been a year! For the sake of something, I'm going to do a short update on my life, because, er, I assume you care. Maybe you don't - that's fine, too; I'm about to start writing again, because it is way past time. But if you do care, ( Read more... )

Sometimes it's something obvious - an ex from a long time ago moving into my city, and me remembering that I have a gift they gave me on the day of my graduation, almost a decade ago. Other times, it's more subtle: an author that wrote a short story we loved coming out with a new collection, or a mention of a specific experience with someone of a ( Read more... )

"What do you believe in?"

"Honesty," he answers.

-He very keenly remembers that one day in sixth grade, and will remember it for the rest of his life. He was ten, and there was a playground to play on during lunch, and he remembers well the monkey bars and the swings and the sequence of events: the other kid playing on the monkey bars, the kid ( Read more... )

Looking back at the texts and messages, he sees hints and suggestions from months ago - but for him, it starts on a Monday afternoon ( Read more... )

Time passes ( Read more... )

This last weekend, I went to the semi-annual gathering of about 70,000 people in Boston for a convention known as PAXEast - The Penny Arcade Expo, East Coast. It's a three day convention that attracts gamers of all types, showcases new and unreleased games, and has panels by some of the notable people in the industry on all sorts of topics in ( Read more... )

There's a boy and girl - a man and a woman - you and me.

And there's their last meeting, in a room, where they talk, where they kiss, and where he drives her home. The next morning, she says that she'll never see him again.

It's been almost two years since they met, since they started this journey of theirs, this relationship (albeit on and off), ( Read more... )

The life of an EMT (or more actually, EMT-B, with B for Basic) is generally not a glamorous one. We sleep through some quiet shifts (hence the occasional reference that we are Earning Money Sleeping, if we're getting paid) and we get calls on the hour, every hour, for our entire shift on others. When we do get calls, we usually give them oxygen, ( Read more... )

My first memory of my grandfather is when I was six or seven, perhaps, and we lived in Colorado. I remember wanting to snuggle up to him and my grandma at night in their king sized bed, right in the middle, and I would frequently leave 'my' bed and escape to theirs. It wasn't because it was more fluffy (which it was) but rather that there was ( Read more... )

...for the passing of a great man.

Regardless of whether or not you liked his personal style, whether you used the shiny, 'cool' products of his billion dollar company, and whether or not you think Apple's - and by extension his - policies were good ones, you would be foolish to deny that he was a visionary, a genius, a one-of-a-kind person in this ( Read more... )