Tomorrow I turn 39. I’m freaking out. In other, more random news, the Marabou stork, which hails from sub-Saharan Africa, is quite possibly the ugliest bird on God’s green earth.
Year: 2006
The Joys of Home Ownership
I know that part of the joy of home ownership is that some part of the house is falling apart at every conceivable moment (and if you have kids or dogs, then whatever isn’t falling apart is being actively destroyed). Doesn’t mean it’s not annoying, though. A week or so ago we noticed a puddle…
Holiday Snarkiness
My wife pointed me at this site for a song called “The Cat Carol”. The lyrics of the song go, in part: When Santa came by near the end of the night, the reindeer started to cry. They found the cat lying there in the snow, and they could see that she had died. Basically,…
Richard Crawford, Live
I was just on the radio, on a program called Insight, which is produced by our local National Public Radio affiliate, KXJZ. And because I am currently going through my monthly respiratory infection which is zapping my lungs yet again, I dosed myself up with albuterol and decongestants and all kinds of things so I…
On a more technical note
Most readers of my blog (and associated LJ) won’t care about this, but maybe someday someone doing a Google search will need to know the answer to this issue, which took me a day to figure out. The problem: attempting to install Xubuntu 6.10 on an old IBM thinkpad keeps failing. The install process gets…
A Baking Adventure
I know my way around a kitchen. I’m a pretty decent cook, if I do say so myself. And while I’m not one of the great grillmasters of America, I certainly do know how to cook good stuff on the grill, and it’s been a long time since I’ve grilled anything that was charred on…
Messing around
I’m messing around with the layout and design of my homepage, mossroot.com. Things are likely to get kinda weird around here for awhile.
Little Twinkies Needed
Do you all remember that wonderful 80’s film Ghostbusters? Remember that scene where Egon is comparing the average day’s paranormal activity as a Twinkie, and then proclaiming that his numbers pointed to a giant Twinkie looming on the horizon? I need a bunch of little Twinkies to pepper through my 2007 NaNoWriMo project, The Return…
The point of philosophy for a writer
So, I’ve got a degree in Philosophy. Everyone to whom I’ve told that has asked me Why. “What did you think you were going to do with that?” they ask, incredulous. “Did you think you would do anything useful with a philosophy degree? Is what you’re doing now at all philosophical?” Usually, I tell people…
I suppose…
…that I have a lot to catch up on here. Life has a funny way of periodically overwhelming then underwhelming you, to the point where you simply don’t have the energy to sit down and write about everything that’s been going on. But things have actually been going on. There’s Dragon*Con, which Jennifer and I…