This is a morass from which I must extricate myself

September 8, 2014


The purpose of football is violence.  It is at the heart of the sport.  It is the reason the sport exists. I did not, as a child, play flag football.  I did not play flag football because I saw no point in playing football if I wasn’t allowed to hit people.  The contact, the collision […]

Posted in: Politics, Social

Vasty depths of nothing.

June 13, 2014


I think I said the words would resume. I say many things. I have a deadline to meet on the 20th.  I’m taking time off the day job to make it.  I don’t think it will be an issue. I started this as a way to keep the moving parts of my writing abilities from […]

Posted in: Uncategorized

Scream into the Storm

February 11, 2014


I’m late to the game on this one but I have some thoughts on the debate between Bill Nye and Ken Ham. First, I am not impartial.  Creationism is not a valid scientific theory.  An oral tradition from a bunch of bronze age shepherds that eventually got written down does not make a valid scientific […]

Posted in: Politics, Science

How bad are they?

February 10, 2014


Last week I saw a video of a luge competitor from India recovering from a wipeout to continue his practice run.  This led to me finding out that the participants in this year’s winter olympics from the sub-continent are competing under the Olympic flag.  India is currently serving an IOC suspension due to electing tainted […]

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Huzzah wah?

October 30, 2013


I think there may be words again, soon.

Posted in: Uncategorized

Breaking down big numbers

April 10, 2013


Last week I was going through Jay Lake’s daily link dump and clicked on one about the Hugo nominations.  Apparently, if women authors, non white authors or books that aren’t grimdarky are nominated the world is ending.  I’ve read two of this year’s nominations, and have a third sitting on my Nook.  I don’t know […]

Posted in: Writing

Plummeting wildly, I see the floor.

April 4, 2013


For any who still follow this, I’m sorry about the two months of time off. I have come to realize that my lows, and my highs, aren’t normal. And for a time I was very, very low.  I can honestly say if I owned a handgun I would have eaten it.  I’ve always said that […]

Posted in: Me, Writing

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