44, part four
At Jaleo, the next president was easy for James. Twenty-six was Teddy Roosevelt, and as soon as I said the name James was on his feet. “Parks! Woodley Park! The Zoo Bar!”
Klingon Christmas
Because I haven’t bothered with anything for Archive Sunday 2009, I’ll go ahead and send you to this link at Youtube. Yeah.
44, part three
We were in Chadwick’s, Georgetown, and still on Heineken. Like every bar in Georgetown, there was a pervasive atmosphere of evil and inhumanity. “Twenty.” James said into his bottle. “Um…” “Uh-oh!” “Oh, Garfield.”
44, part two
James leaned close to my ear: “Fifteen?” “Buchanan.” “Penn State. Single.” “Yep.” “Singles club?” “No. Please.” “Pennsylvania Avenue?” “701. Mo’s Bar.” James leaned back. “Expensive.” “Yep. You’re paying.”
44, part one
“This is life in Washington, DC: Moo! I am a cow!” “What?” “Moo! Cows live in DC!” My old college buddy James was on the floor, under the table, screaming over the oppressive jukebox and pounding the underside of the …
Chapter 6: Houses, continued
Robert Hinckley’s face spread wider than his younger brother Paul’s and was poked through with a denser, stubborn stubble, but they shared the same shape and color of eyes. Their lips fitted in identical ways around words, and their noses …
Matt Who?
Matt Smith is the eleventh Doctor Who, which is strangely disappointing news. They could have had a black Doctor, a female Doctor, gone back to putting an older person in the role… Instead we get the metrosexual Doctor! I mean, …
GS on Twitter
Right, so I did this stupid Twitter thing. Go and follow me, I guess. I really don’t know what this shit is. Am I just supposed to update about nothing? Because the only thing I ever do is watch porn …
Goodbye 2008
Well, I’m far too brain-dead to write a coherent update today, but I sort of feel that I should… It’s the end of the year! Greatsociety in 2008 has been an entirely new beast. I’ve resurrected the horror that is …