Over There

Hi. I've started blogging again, but not here. I'm now over there. If you want to follow me there, then there you are. Well, there I am, actually. Or there we shall be.

Whatever.

Sabbatical

Hi. It’s been a really tough week here. To tell the truth, it’s been a really tough year. It is a time of endings and perhaps beginnings.

Right now my heart and mind are not drawn to blogging. I’m writing in other forms, and I just can’t seem myself keeping this blog going.

I may change my mind, but don’t expect to see posts here any time soon.

I’m sorry to disappoint my few regular readers, but I’ve got to go. Thanks for stopping by.

Arthur C. Clarke Died Tomorrow

He was a writer, a visionary, and a good man. The last of the great golden-age science fiction writers, his writing showed us the future. When he told us how have instant global communication by putting satellites in geosynchronous orbits, he shaped the future; he may even have saved us from ourselves.

Marian Solarium

It seems like people see images of the Virgin Mary just about anywhere. She shows up on trees, in glass, and on potato chips. It must be something about me, but I usually just see a squiggle. Sometimes, you really have to squint to see anything at all. And sometimes, it's probably better not to look at all.

But Scientists Said It, So It Must Be So . . .

Paper or . . .

Goodbye Gary Gygax

Where's a high level cleric when you need one? Gary Gygax, an icon of my youth, has passed away. I feel (rolls dice) pretty sad.

An Accident Waiting to Happen

I don't believe it. I don't want to believe it. Milka Duno will be driving an Indy car again this year. She is the slowest and sloppiest driver I've ever seen. Every race she starts is a potential obstacle course for the other drivers. Shouldn't the ability to drive an Indy car safely be a prerequisite for driving an Indy car?

Shenanigans

A woman, who apparently weighed the same as a duck, and her husband were hanged from a tree because they were accused of being witches. She then proceeded to prove that the mob was right by giving birth and then getting down from the tree. The sorcerous family is reported to be doing well.

It's in a newspaper, so it must be true, right?