End of the year coming up. Already wrote I’m burned out on politics. Wake up Sunday, the NFL idiots in London kneel during the anthem. Nope. Didn’t watch a minute of football. Won’t be until they remedy this to my satisfaction and Roger Goodell apologizes to the President for being an assclown or is fired. Because when he’s willing to… Read more »
We have entered a strange period in our culture where we’ve decided as a group to run about wearing our shoes on the wrong feet. For several decades we’ve moved art in a decidedly more obscene direction: sexual content and nudity in film and television is off the charts, language is filthier, comedy crosses any line it can find. Video… Read more »
I’m tired of politics. I’m tired of this fiscal year. I’m tired of staring at a blinking cursor and not writing. I’m going to sit down, read, and drink some bourbon.
Taking today off has turned out to be an excellent decision. In addition to getting a few annoying bits of work out of the way, I’ve also managed to write close to 3600 words — and it’s only just after 2. That’s nowhere near my record (I believe in writing the end of Prisoners of Sorcery, I approached twelve thousand… Read more »