The Sad Truth
I have about another half hour of, “Saturday — anything is possible!”, then it turns into “I’ve got so much to do today and the day is slipping away…” Continue reading
Author Archives: Tad
As Many Big Questions As You Can Shake A Stick At
Since review copies of THE DIRTY STREETS OF HEAVEN are starting to drift out, I thought I’d say this now. I’ll repeat it when the actual book comes out in September. Continue reading
Life After Jetlag
This disturbing image, which looks like something you might find crawling around on the sea floor, covered with stinging spines, sleeps next to me. Continue reading
Hecticity
Hecticity — is that a word? Because that’s what I’m in the middle of, a whole bunch of…hectic-ness. It’s hectic as heck here, is what I’m trying to tell you. Continue reading
Lord Love a Duck
My friend Peter Stampfel playing deejay, serving up some mellow Tokyo sounds to help you recover from a manic Monday.
Just kidding — it’s bat-@#$& crazy. Continue reading
Don’t Stop Paddling
Am not yet sure if the day is to be trusted. Suspiciously bright and clear. But I know the rain is probably just hiding behind something, waiting to jump out. Continue reading