I have an exciting day ahead of me, work around the house fixing broken stuff, grocery shopping, and cleaning the turtle $@!% out of the turtle tank filter. Don’t know which is the most glamorous task, but they’re all the kind of thing that make my life a dynamic, non-stop party that millions envy. Continue reading
Every time I watch Space Mutiny, it goes higher on my list of all-time MST3K greats. The wonderful two-stroke vehicle chases. If I could write a scene that hilarious, I would be P. G. @#$%ing Wodehouse and all three important Marx Bros. Continue reading
Thank God for, as I posted earlier, the glow of work accomplished. Because a few seconds later, someone on the internet mentioned pie. I don’t blame them. It’s a good subject. But pie was mentioned and I remembered there was strawberry-rhubarb pie in the refrigerator. So I went there. And pie there was none. I suspect the teenaged boy has inhaled it. And now I cling to life and hope as best I can, because my world is dark and pieless. Continue reading
My favorite thing to tell an angry child: “No, no, sweetie, we weren’t laughing at you — we were laughing ABOUT you.” My children refer to me only as “The Evil One”, and always in hushed tones. I like that. Continue reading
The cat has had far more lap time than he has earned, which is zero, so he has no right to complain when I get up. Continue reading
HAPPY HOUR IN HELL finished and off to my publishers tomorrow, then I get to start the next one. I’m really looking forward to that. It’s going to have swastikids, as well as authentic bugbears. And Amazons, too. Continue reading