This essay is one of the “Lost Blogs” that was discovered in the wildlands of the intarwebs by my friend Eric James Stone after the publication of Beauty & Dynamite. I’m posting it in response to something Kelli wrote recently called “Boyfriend 47,”, an essay ranking the merits (or lack thereof) of the respective Disney princes. Personally, I think…
Yes, the curse of the post-Christmas-birthday Capricorn is that everyone–especially your Gemini mother–is all about taking advantage of post-Christmas sales on your behalf. For the ever-practical Capricorn, this presents a double-edged sword dilemma. On the one hand: bags full of free clothes you inevitably need at prices you won’t likely be able to beat the rest of the year…
This year’s Happy Holidays CD cover was designed by Bob Kolar, illustrator of Racer Dogs, Big Kicks, and the AlphaOops books. Track listing: 1. “If We Make it Through December” — Merle Haggard 2. “First Train Home” — Imogen Heap 3. “12 Days of Christmas” — Relient K 4. “Susie Snowflake” — Rosemary Clooney 5. “Christmas Gift” — Margie…
Eddie and I are in the Barnes & Noble at the Avenue. The weekend before Xmas. We came for the Starbucks & wifi. I’m going to download this Memorex Label Design Studio and print these labels if it kills me. (It just might kill me.) This would be SO freaking easy if the desktop weren’t dead. Did you know…
I’ve been here since 7:45 this morning. It is now 1:37. For all you math-challenged people that would be almost six hours. Six. Whole. Hours. They should pay me for working the entire day here. It was recommended to me on Twitter that I just start writing. So here i am, writing and hoping that it’ll be like going…
Apex needs your votes! Click on over to the first annual Apex Magazine Story of the Year Award and cast your ballot. Yes, for those curious persons, I do have a story on the ballot — “Poor Man’s Roses”, which appeared in October. Voting starts tonight and will continue through January 30th. The story receiving the most votes will…
It all started with an innocent Tweet, as many things this day and age do. After a long, magical weekend at Horrorfind, a group of us retired back to Kelli & Bob’s house. The weather was beautiful. Worn out as we were, we decided to just sprawl all over the front porch. There were no theatrics or rip-roaring conversations;…