Interview Daze

Today, I'm diving right in. There's no warm-up. There will be no prelude. There will be an absolutely gorgeous piece of music though. Because today I have a question that needs answering, and I'm hoping you can help me, or at the very least, Understand. Today, I want to know, I need to know... What's the … Continue reading Interview Daze

Three Little Wins or “Hey, at least I’m trying.”

Howdy Doody! I'm back, or at the very least, I'm on the road to getting back. If you haven't heard the good news, that bastard Henri Fayol has finally, FINALLY been laid to rest. Before we go further, here's today's song. May have linked it before, but I don't think I ever swore not to … Continue reading Three Little Wins or “Hey, at least I’m trying.”

Stuck in a rut.

Howdy doody! As brief as this piece is, click any part of this text for a tune! Ugh, somehow two weeks have passed without me throwing up so much as a morsel on here. Considering how early I am into this, that seems ominous. Like I should be concerned... . .. ... Fuck. . .. … Continue reading Stuck in a rut.

Thursday Tribulations

Howdy Doo-aufaufauf-dy... Yes, I'm still sick. I think I'm done though. This feels like the last day of it. The brain no longer feels like mush and the sweating, that eternal, viscous sweating is finally over. However, Every few minutes, maybe even hours, There will be silence in my home, Until...   My chest no longer … Continue reading Thursday Tribulations

Finding Dungeons and Dragons

Howdy Doody! Today, I am going to talk about how I got involved in DnD, or if you prefer, D&D. Whatever your abbreviation of choice is, we all mean the same thing. Dungeons and Dragons I actually intended for today to be a story about the funniest and hopefully the WORST session of D&D I'll … Continue reading Finding Dungeons and Dragons

Killing Time is a slow way to die

Howdy doody! Yes, yes, I'm still alive. I know, believe me I know, I'm just as disappointed as you are. I write this, juiced to the nines on any kind of medicine I can successfully ingest while slathered in Vicks. My neck has become a potters field of Doritos, biscuits and varying meats of questionable origin. … Continue reading Killing Time is a slow way to die

My Tri-Monthly Review

Howdy Doody! Yes, I'm still thinking that should be a thing. I like saying it. I think it makes other's smile, whether cringing on my behalf or thinking I'm just a goof, but it certainly provokes a positive reaction, so fuck it, howdy doody all day, every day! Gonna have a busy week and I … Continue reading My Tri-Monthly Review