Closer still…

Everything I’ve tried to write here recently has been nothing but bitch, bitch, whine, bitch, whine, bitch, whine. I’m kind of sick of myself to be honest. Ech. Anyway. Bob sent me this on Discord. Then I turned my head to the left to see smiling snoot. He also sent me this without context. Because why does a frog riding a goose need any context? Today after he wrapped up work he was futzing around… Keep reading…Closer still…

Up for grabs…

March. Okay. It is currently sixty-seven degrees outside. The rest of the week is going to be in the forties, but today I turned the furnace off and opened the windows. Because fresh air. …) We bought a rice cooker. We’ve only used it once, but it was a rousing success, which is unheard of in most first attempt cooking ventures for me. The texture was on par with good Chinese food. I didn’t have… Keep reading…Up for grabs…

Tethered here together…

Basil: Hey! Remember that fanfiction you started a few years ago? Me: Could you be more general? Basil: You KNOW the one. Me: (I’m gonna regret this)……Why? Basil: WHAT. IF. Me: Please don’t. Basil: No, but what if. Me: Stop. Basil: Hear me out. Me: There are already FOUR iterations of that thing. Knock it off. Basil: Here’s number five. Me: Weren’t you hibernating for the winter? Basil: Nah. Winter’s over. I’m here to help… Keep reading…Tethered here together…

Kill the Lights…

It is currently 62 degrees outside. In February. In Minnesota. It’s fine. Everything’s fine. Anyway. I don’t remember when Basil the Gremlin Muse was officially created. I had ideas about a gremlin muse rolling around for a long time before I created a critter in the game Spore. The game came out in 2008 and the first mention I can find of Basil on the blog is in 2010. So he’s been around for at… Keep reading…Kill the Lights…

Fever-dream tangerine sweat…

I don’t know, ask Pete Wentz. Fever-dream tangerine sweat sounds like a review of Panic‘s Viva Las Vengeance album. *ahem* This is only about half as long as that monstrosity. And probably makes even less sense. Anyway. Clearing out my brain. And by brain I mean…well…my actual brain but also my writing folder. Same difference really. Regardless, not a pretty task. Writing about writing…folders. Twice in the history of this blog, I went through and… Keep reading…Fever-dream tangerine sweat…

Cut through the darkness…

Minnesota Weather Update: IT SNOWED. Like, measurable snowfall. It was probably three inches at most, but the snow removal company had to actually come out and shovel and plow for the first time this entire season. I heard shoveling around bedtime and looked outside and there were so many dudes with shovels, there was practically one in every driveway on our patch of street. Usually it’s one or two doing front steps while the truck… Keep reading…Cut through the darkness…