Get my black belt in Uechi-ryu. Finish the 200 sit-up challenge, the 200 squat challenge, the 100 push-up challenge, and the Couch to 3k program. Get out to the pool. Get well-established in le parkour, learn tai chi, and play a game of rugby or fool around with boffin swords and armor now and again. Lose this motherfucking Buddha belly, regain the ( Read more... )

Haaa. I just spent the evening reviewing my own entry into vampire fiction, with...shall we say...an unusual take. In all honesty, probably Anne Rice's Marius, because he's the only vampire in fiction who is not only bad at angsting, he knows it. There's a bit somewhere in Queen of the Damned where Marius is trying real hard to be depressed, and ( Read more... )

My wife's name. Whoever she is, I would name a world after her.

Tell them, absolutely, and as soon as possible. Lanced wounds will weep, but they heal clean. To suffer in ignorance or silence is Hell.

Surplus spending as a goal, pay-or-play national healthcare system, regulation of "vital markets" (automobile, agriculture, finance, &c.) with looser controls on markets that aren't likely to kill us if they die, a pacific (not, I note, pacifistic) stance on world affairs, Civil Liberties For Everyone, remodeling the educational system, and clean ( Read more... )