How do you follow being the director and screenwriter of the highest-grossing movie in history? You become a poop coach.
After working in higher education for the last four years, my professional reaction to this is simple: QFT.
During our last Dungeons and Dragons game, Grandpa Eskimo ran off with my “nuggets” (giant petrified turds I rolled a natural 1 on when searching for treasure). When my father passed away, I got a package in the mail from Grandpa Eskimo. In it, my nuggets had turned into the coolest cufflinks in the galaxy. I… Continue reading Picture of the Day – “Best Family in the World” Edition
My dad died last Tuesday. That day was also the second day I had returned to writing after a nice, luxurious weekend away from my merry band of technomages. Since then, the urge to write, the ability to concentrate, has not been there. I haven’t been able to really even watch TV–the only activity I’ve… Continue reading Back in the Swing…