Conversations in Geek Love [part two]

Conquest to Woo a Templar… S: So apparently I made him wait too long to bed him down. Alistair just propositioned me instead. R: If there was an achievement for the number of different ways to get Alistair into bed—you would totally get it. — Signs of Intelligent Life… R: Only you would have a dream about an alien race of dinosaurs that are cute and cuddly—not mean and scaly. S: Ones that could be… Keep reading…Conversations in Geek Love [part two]

Dreamweaver…part two…

I hate when dreams make sense. There’s this bizarre phenomenon that occurs sometimes wherein I dream about one of my story projects as the story is happening and it’s all very real. It doesn’t usually have the same cracked-out elements of a typical dream, things make sense. While things tend to be slightly different than how they’re being written in reality, they play out in the dream in a way that isn’t all that unfathomable…. Keep reading…Dreamweaver…part two…

The Spam Files: Western Union What?

a.) I have never in my life used Western Union for anything. b.) I don’t think WU uses YAHOO! as their email server. c.) I am not an idiot. d.) Somebody out there is dumb enough to fall for this shit. And that is scary and sad. [sic] from: Anniversary < wwwuuuvvv@hotmail.com > reply-to: wuamt@consultant.com to: date: Fri, Aug 27, 2010 at 6:28 AM subject: Thank you for using Western Union! signed-by: yahoo.com Dear Sir… Keep reading…The Spam Files: Western Union What?

How do you always seem to know just when to call?

I had something planned to write about. And then I lost it. This is nothing new. It’s just obnoxious. I’ve been spending some quality time getting to know my new(ish) Home Design program. This is my 3D Home Architect replacement, since that one is not compatible with Windows 7. I actually got this program shortly after I got my new computer, I just haven’t really used it since then. But with a new story in… Keep reading…How do you always seem to know just when to call?

Dreamweaver…

Several weeks ago I had this convoluted dream. I was yanked from sleep by Bob’s alarm so I don’t know where it ended and when I gained some semblance of coherence I thought to myself, “I seriously need to quit smoking crack before bed.” As I drifted in and out of sleep as Bob got ready for work that day, I mulled over the details of that dream, most of which escape me now, and… Keep reading…Dreamweaver…

Pictures of you…

I want a new camera. I REALLY want a new camera. I just don’t NEED a new camera. And thus, I cannot justify or reason my way into buying one. I have always loved taking pictures. Even as a kid, I loved taking pictures. It was always of stuffed animals and other inanimate objects, but had I had actual interesting subject matter to take pictures of, I would have been all over that. I look… Keep reading…Pictures of you…