This isn’t where I come from. It’s where I live now. Kinda. In a manner of speaking. I accidentally transformed my life mid-way through the previous decade and quite possibly – drama queen mode – saved it as a result. In my youth I was intrigued by the idea that I might be two different […]
On the Seventh Day of Christmas, I rested. And prepared to meet my maker.
I spent an hour on the phone with a neighbour planning our Apocalypse Party. To avoid looking silly, we’re having it tomorrow night. Seeking a Friend for the End of the World 2012 On The Beach Pizza Beer Meanwhile the kids will be watching Harry Potter.
On the Fifth Day of Christmas, I worked a twelve hour shift for the second day in succession. It’s all part of my cunning plan to get the flock out of Dodge on Thursday afternoon, get back to Austin Thursday night, and be way too exhausted to enjoy my Friday off. With my luck, the […]
On the Fourth Day of Christmas, one of my favourite authors – a real one, none of this self-pubbed indie shit – asked me for advice with his Christmas shopping. If any other authors would like my personal shopping services, I’ll be happy to oblige. Also pop stars. In other news, I’ve yet to start […]
On the Third Day of Xmas, the rain kept coming down and I made a list of all the things I need to do by the end of the year. There’s too many to bother with here, but the highlights include Xmas shopping, lots of writing and publisher type stuff, and a road trip to […]
I stayed in bed and listened to the rain. And Mazzy Star.