Ella had a tough night, with thunder and lightning hunting for her in the early morning hours. I had a hard time getting her out the door at dawn for her walk. Then I had a hard time getting her out of the yard. Then I hard a hard time
UPDATE: Mark's funeral service will be Thursday, March 1, in Seattle. (Details here.) A less formal celebration of his life will be held in a few weeks. Growing older comes with a lot of unexpected benefits. One of those benefits, though, is most definitely not the way that
This is not a cooking or baking blog, but I would be doing the carnivorous world a huge disservice if I did not share a recipe that my wife █████ ███████ has been developing over the past few weeks—BACON COOKIES. (By the way, my style guide suggests that BACON COOKIES should
Having seen the French caper flick Rififi last night, in which an alarm system is disabled with fire extinguisher foam, what are the odds that I would today read a Donald E. Westlake short story ("The Ultimate Caper: The Purloined Letter") in which an alarm system is disabled
It's rare that I'm a) paying attention closely enough and b) on the ball enough to get myself out to one of the local science fiction conventions. Usually at the last minute people start asking me, "Hey, are you going to be at Whatevercon?"
I would so have let Chris Brown hit me. Just for an excuse to put the motherfucker in the ground.
Our first Fourteenth we went to Brooklyn's best New restaurant. It seemed we walked for miles Through freezing cold, but I knew by your smiles I'd chosen well and you were well impressed. Our third Fourteenth was filled with wedding plans. I'm still not
We had a wonderful, marvelous edition of Tuesday Funk last night. There were five strong readers who engaged and captivated the audience with their words, and there was the regular Poem by Bill feature. I read "Four Road Trips" to kick off the second half of the show,
The inability to write has never been a sufficient impediment to getting published.
Less talking! More bacon!
Okay, sometimes it's fun to see yourself on TV. In 2004, the Trio network debuted a documentary series called "Parking Lot," which featured snippets of conversations with attendees at events like concerts or conventions. The show didn't last long, but it did last long
21 I'm still not sure quite how I managed it, but I somehow talked my parents into giving me the family van for two weeks that spring, two long weeks that stretched into three. It was my best friend Tim and me-- we'd been missionaries together
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