Last week, Greece capitulated to Europe’s demands and now we’re all happy, right? But, in the midst of the Greek crisis, I saw a lot of annoying shit from the horrific, misinformed, Satanic world of Social Media. The Greek financial …
When there’s a non-sci-fi person in your life, all the favorite go-to shows become a bit of a chore on a rainy day. It becomes all about the “gateway episode.” Get someone interested in the characters, then, maybe, they’ll get …
Oh, it’s so exhausting bleating on about how much I hate people. It’s like Blogging 101 to hate people. I say we should all just take the next step and embrace this hatred and take positive action to obliterate a …
There are many reasons to hate my commute on DC’s Metro system. Not only is the Metro shockingly fucked up and unreliable, but the overheated cars are packed with near-homicidal pencilneck assholes who have been pushed to the very edge …
I do quite a bit of business at my local UPS Store and, no, it does not involve mailing the body parts of hookers to my friend in Dead Indian Bend, IA. That was a young man’s game. These days …
And on the fifth day, the Lord created the kender Read more »
A bedraggled young man was anxiously waiting at the corner of Woodmont and Edgemoor today here in shiny Bethesda, MD, DC’s once sleepy and now shockingly gentrified and urbanized suburb. Right outside the Metro entrance and the bus bays, this …
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[Note — Fellow author Rotting Corpse and I spent today talking about the Nimoy we knew. A Nimoy not singing about Bilbo Baggins. My eulogy is below. Rotting Corpse’s post is right here.]
[Note from Nacho — Fellow author Rotting Corpse and I will be posting today about the Nimoy we knew. A Nimoy not in a blue uniform and failing to tell Starfleet about his crippling “problem” that he gets every 7 …
I remember when this used to be the cocaine hub of DC. Well, that was when you were five blocks over and one storey underground. Couldn’t be more different now. But I come here, and I see that old sign …
I’ve been invited to my girlfriend’s cousin’s roommate’s something or other wedding in Arizona in June. I know that probably doesn’t sound noteworthy but, for me, it’s a big deal. This stranger’s wedding will be the first time I’ll go …