Avoiding Therapy

Dear Corporate America: Stop it! Just … Fucking … STOP IT!

2012-02-05T10:42:00.000-05:00

As the company continues to evolve its branding identity, we are making proactive structural adjustments in order to allow the management team to be better positioned for leveraging anticipated growth sectors while taking a more strategic role in driving the company forward. Our current structure has served us well to date, but it is not ideally suited to optimize additional new methods for

D&D Forever ...

2012-01-09T13:08:00.000-05:00

Upon the announcement that there's to be a new edition of Dungeons & Dragons, I thought I'd re-post my initial observations about the 4th Edition: ----- ----- ----- ------ ----- My "Geek Geezer" Opinion (FWLIW) on Dungeons & Dragons 4th Edition. (Old Geekzer? Could that be a word?)First, a little history (if nothing else but to establish my "geezer" bona fides):I've been an off and on

Monsters

2011-12-26T21:30:00.000-05:00

i have a little monster that lives inside my head i find it's much more scarier than the ones under my bed at night it rules my dreams and gives me a bad thought in the day it bids me to do things i know i shouldn't ought and when i leave my house at the start of each new day despite the colors and sunshine it makes the whole world grey when people make me mad i never scream or

Anatomy of a Nervous Breakdown

2011-11-09T19:18:00.000-05:00

It's a terrible thing, the public eye. Once you have its attention, your life is no longer your own. It scrutinizes you with its x-ray vision, digging into your past, affecting your future, poring over your very soul — and invariably, it finds you wanting. The mainstream media or MSM* is always looking for a narrative to catch the interest of the reader, viewer or (more likely

The Agent

2011-10-25T23:33:00.000-04:00

Katie abruptly left the registrar's station after pretending not to have the required paperwork, or to even understand what was going on around her — the language barrier and all. What was with that guy? How had she missed with him? After all her careful preparation, working on her "chance meeting" with the target, he had completely blown her off. Her "Svetlana" character

Serious Man

2011-10-13T20:55:00.000-04:00

I'm just sayin', is all ... Sometimes the world just seems so bleak and serious; it's just a bit too much to handle. I've had some ideas floating around in my head ... things I want to write, things I want to explore in a humorous way — but sometimes it all just feels so pointless and just ... wrong. Why should I waste my time writing silly little stories, when the world is such a fucked up

Video Games Are Art

2011-06-27T13:20:00.001-04:00

See? I told you so. It's nice to see that the Supreme Court to can make a correct decision on occasion. You just have to be a billion-plus-dollar industry, and they'll see your side of the argument.

Stupid Ned Stark

2011-06-02T16:01:00.000-04:00

My own addition to the up-and-coming Stupid Ned Stark meme.

World Domination, part 2

2011-05-02T22:39:00.001-04:00

"OK," said Vicki. "How do you propose we do it?" "Well," I replied. "That's the problem, isn't it?" Everyone looked at me as though they expected me to say something. This went on for a good couple of minutes. I think maybe they thought I was composing my thoughts before explaining a plan to them. I wasn't. "Don't look at me," I said. "I just came up with the solution. You guys need to figure out

New Blog

2011-04-08T11:52:00.000-04:00

I'm kind of a history enthusiast, so I started another new blog American History Y The explanation behind my reasoning is here: Y? Why NOT?!? ~Cheers!

World Domination, part 1

2011-03-03T19:56:00.006-05:00

Hey ... did I ever tell you about that time I took over the world? It all started when a bunch of us were sitting around at the pub - I can't tell you the name of it - there are some secrets that still need to be kept, after all - it's a legal thing. So, let's just call it "The North Mountain Tavern" for purposes of the story. It was a basement pub somewhere in or around the campus area, and

Dreams of Willow and Ash

2010-12-01T14:56:00.001-05:00

I wrote most of a story for NaNoWriMo. That is to say, I hit the 50,000 word goal, but the story isn't finished. I do plan on continuing it. It's nowhere near good enough to get published - real published, I mean, not self-published or blog-published. That, I can do. After all it's free. No risk. And if no one likes it, who cares? They didn't pay for it. And so I set up a page for it here: http

National Novel Writing Month

2010-11-09T10:03:00.000-05:00

Not that I really keep up with this site all that much anyhow, but I'll be especially absent this month, as I've decided to participate in NaNoWriMo (http://www.nanowrimo.org/). Here are my stats: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/714427 ~Cheers!

The Ballad of Arthur Workroom

2010-08-31T01:44:00.003-04:00

(Inspired by a nameplate sign hanging outside an office in my place of work.) Long ago there was a man, Known now only in tales, He conquered beasts and Layout files, And even helped with Sales. He came to work here one fine day, In chambray shirt and tie, A stack of proofs before him stood, Near unto a mile high. He did not blink nor flinch nor fail, Confronted with this work, He

I'm a Lucky Guy

2010-08-25T00:01:00.001-04:00

It was nineteen years ago to-day that I joined the privileged ranks of Very Lucky Men. On that day, my wife and I were married. That's not what made me so lucky, though. We'd been together for nearly four years (since our senior year in High School) and whether we were going out to do something exciting, or just hanging out or even talking on the phone, I'd always enjoyed her company. It seemed

Grand Romantic Delusions at the BMV

2010-08-20T16:32:00.002-04:00

PART II: I stole a nervous glance at the woman now behind me in the queue. She was rather tall, with dark, well-coiffed, medium-length hair. Her smooth skin was of a fair complexion. She was wearing a white tank and a short jacket with a matching mini-skirt that showed off her long legs. She looked like she must exercise - but just enough to keep in shape without getting all muscly or anything.

Grand Romantic Delusions at the BMV

2010-08-19T16:25:00.002-04:00

Part I: I first saw her in the queue at the Bureau of Motor Vehicles Deputy Registrar Agency. She had stringy dishwater-blonde hair. I would say it was her eyes that first caught my attention, but I couldn't really see them due to the glare of the overhead fluorescent lighting on her glasses. I guess it was just the idea of her eyes that caught my attention. Also, the way she wore her baggy,

Are Video Games an Art Form?

2010-05-20T11:04:00.001-04:00

I know I'm a little late to this party, but I've been busy. I've been mulling this topic over in my head for a while, too, and now I just feel the need to get it out on virtual paper. Roger Ebert, some time ago, made the statement that video games could never be art. In response to this, Kellee Santiago of thatgamecompany gave a talk at a TEDxUSC event taking the opposing view. Ebert,

The Abbey

2010-02-23T17:59:00.003-05:00

I found myself standing before a church of sorts. It was a beautiful, sunny day. There was a light breeze playing through the trees that dotted the landscape and the chirping of birds could be heard from all around. Near the entrance to the church were a couple of vendor carts, with a few people trading in friendly voices. Between the abbey and me, however, stood a man in armor. He beckoned

Braaaaiiinnssss!!!

2009-11-21T08:22:00.001-05:00

The stillness is palpable, or as the old cliché goes: It's Quiet. Too Quiet. My three comrades and I, armed with whatever weapons we could scavenge, venture forth into the strangely misty southern evening. Over the sound of crickets and frogs, a few dissonant notes can be heard from somewhere in the distance - plucked out on an old banjo. We cautiously make our way down the highway. There

Futures of Days Passed

2009-11-19T20:51:00.001-05:00

What the hall happened to the Future, anyway? I know this is fairly well-worn territory here - at least for people of my generation - but every so often I look back at some old piece of science fiction or remember childhood trips to COSI or the National Air & Space Museum, and wonder about this. Where are the rocket backpacks or domestic robots that can do more than sweep the floor? The other

Sick

2009-11-19T14:03:00.002-05:00

Been sick for a few days so I haven't posted for a bit. Haven't been reading much either. I might have something posted to-night, but not a real story or anything. Just thoughts on nostalgia for the future that never was.

11 • 11

2009-11-11T14:49:00.001-05:00

While honoring our Veterans here in the States, let's not forget that much of the rest of the world observes this day, too. The 20th Century was so full of war and conflict that we sometimes forget the world-shattering events of 1914-1918. Those events literally shaped the rest of the century, and we're still seeing their effects to-day. For those of us under the age of about 50 or so, the idea

Epic Barbarian Chieftain

2009-11-09T17:25:00.002-05:00

(Non-Player Character Concept - Drok Hjanor) Drok Hjanor was born to lead men in battle. His father had been a Chieftain, and so had his father before him. A long line of brave Hjanor warriors stretched back - as far back as any skald could remember, and their tales were told around fires all across the Frozen Lands. The day Drok himself was raised to Chieftain - over the body of the former

The Decision

2009-11-07T08:59:00.002-05:00

"I just don't know, Nita." "Come on, Lewis, I know you can handle this. And I'm here for you. But that's all I can be: here for you. You'll have to make this decision for yourself." Lewis looked up at Nita from across the table. Her dark chocolate-brown eyes seemed to penetrate his very soul. "But," he asked, "why? Why do I have to do it by myself?" "You know why," she replied. He turned