A few unintelligible words and fleeting gesures carry more power than a battleaxe as a ranged attack with a range increment of 20 feet. When it creates a deafening bang, this 1-foot-long, gold-tipped, iron rod glows brightly ( Read more... )

DIFFICULT CHOICES ( Read more... )

I absolutely detest the job hunt. This is the cover letter I'd like to attach to every resume ( Read more... )

The
Jack
is
Back

GREAT news!My best friend, a little gray cat named Flapjack, came home last night after four weeks of roughing it in wild suburbia. He's lost a lot of weight, but he is very very happy to see us. Since he's gotten back, he's moved from lap to lap, lapping up the attention and affection that he hasn't had in over a month. I'm ( Read more... )

October is almost over. I'm about to exhale a sigh of relief that I have been holding in for something like eight years. And then the circus mustic starts again ( Read more... )

I have no choice but to share this. I'm researching a guy named Samuel Comstock, who was a whaler and a psychopath. I truly believe I've been channeling him for several years. Rather than re-explaining his story, I'm going to cut&paste from other stuff about him (from various websites).

In yet another title about the Globe, Heffernan (Stove by a ( Read more... )

Am I the only one that's occasionally fascinated by spam? It seems to come, at times, from some surreal universe. Like, by using actual words in actual combonations, it passes through the spam filters. But those words don't make REAL sense - they're crazy words. FAKE sense ( Read more... )

So the last few months in the Fortress of Solitude (aka the Stamford Obnoxious Jerk Cabalhouse) have been relatively quiet. Since I work at home and the three local Obnoxious Jerks are all waiters, I find myself at home for many hours when no one is around. This has led to a series of magical or boring headspaces in the imaginary kingdom of ( Read more... )

My Artifice has precious few dividers and boundaries - jots and scribbles and ideas run hand in hand around some sort of conceptual maypole. The dynamo catalyst isn't always as exciting as I'd like, but it has some neat little dingledodies. Like a few pages ago, I scribbled down the idea "a printer ink cartridge that uses invisible ink." A cavern ( Read more... )

Mons Venus

moist
few men dare to climb those treacherous slopes
but many men lust after
that dangerous
nay deadly
climb
symmetrical duplicity
eager and lubricated
roughage - a pastoral
mountain rising up out of the flatlands
and as you approach the summit --
-- It is a volanco!
and now you're trapped inside
heaven or hell?
a child's crying within