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Realization · 319 days ago

I had an epiphany a week or so ago, but I’ve procrastinated. I can’t blog any more. Kind of sad, eh? Oh, it’s not tragic. How much do I blog anyway? Once a month, if that?

Maybe I’m being overly dramatic here, but it just seems to me I don’t get this little outlet now that I’m going all professional and stuff. Does that seem egotistical? I just feel like I shouldn’t be so darned…well, google-able. I can’t be out there that much.

I’ve got my reasons, really, I have. Why not discuss them here? First of all, no one reads this, so that would be silly. But, it’s inherent in the logic of I shouldn’t blog to then figure that I shouldn’t blog about why I shouldn’t blog. I think that may be circular logic. Ovoid perhaps?

That’s it. That is all. So ends the sad and brief blogging career of…yeah, me. What? If I type my name I’ll only be that much more google-able. And we can’t have that. Oh no, we mustn’t have that. What I was ever doing blogging in the first place is beyond me; I’m supposed to be a man of mystery, in the background, in the shadow, in a shadow. Yeah, you know which one.

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The Big 100 · 344 days ago

Woohoo, my latest installment in my seven deadly sins series has hit 100 downloads off of Memoware.com! That excites me, though it really shouldn’t. Sure, it’s a nice round number, so convenient to our decimal way of managing large numbers and all. But, as you can easily see if you look here [http://www.memoware.com/?screen=search_results&DirectSearch=Y&p=category^!Short~!] my little offering, Quest of a Baroness, is one of the least downloaded of the bunch. Still, that’s at least 100 attempts to get and read what I created out of my own silly head for initially no other purpose than to amuse myself and kill some time when stuck somewhere I’d rather not be. So, there you have it, Hooray for 100!

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Song in the head · 348 days ago

Ever get a song stuck in your head? I’m sure we all do it from time to time. Sometimes this makes perfect yet annoying sense, like that catchy summer anthem that’s on the radio every time you get in your car. Sometimes it’s poignant, like that prom theme song from the year you took your now spouse to prom and things were just oh-so-magical. And then there’s random. I like random.

“I want to break free
I want to break free from your lies
You’re so self-satisfied I don’t need you
I’ve got to break free…”

I’ve always liked Queen. In fact my earlier rock and roll memory ever is a nightmare set to ‘Another One Bites the Dust’ by Queen (written by John Deacon, actually) and ‘I Love Rock and Roll’ by Joan Jett (okay, actually originally by some Scandanavian band, but who cares).

“I’ve fallen in love
I’ve fallen in love for the first time
And this time I know it’s for real
I’ve fallen in love…”

Youtube is great. You can find just about anything. Sure, some things you shouldn’t have found. Other things, you wished you hadn’t found. Then there are things that you find and wonder why in the world it was put there. People are weird, or maybe just desperate for attention. I like to find music videos. I like to find Queen.

“But life still goes on,
I can’t get used to livin’ without, livin without, livin without you
By my side
I don’t want to live alone…”

I’ve had this song in my head for weeks, and I don’t know why. It’s lovely. The video is hilarious, both for its campy opening sequence to its tremendously 80’s artsy parts (really, search youtube for queen and ‘I want to break free’...it’s there.). But no matter how many times I listen to it, I still want to listen to it again. And I keep humming it or singing a line or two here and there that I remember, which isn’t much cause I’m horrible at remembering lyrics.

“So baby can’t you see,
I’ve got to break free
I’ve got to break free,
I want to break free, yeah…”

Go figure. The brain is a funny organ. Just thought I’d share, maybe get it stuck in your head too. That way we can all be humming together. Wouldn’t that be nice? I think so. I think I’ll go listen to it one more time. Won’t you join me?

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Back to memoware · 376 days ago

I finally got around to posting the final installment of my silly little stories onto www.memoware.com. They are in iSilo format, but the standard DocumentsToGo program for a PalmOS is able to dispaly the file. I think with this upload though, I’m probably done using that site. It is free and convenient, but my more recent stuff is getting too long for a handheld format, I think. But, on to the stories that I’ve posted there.

The first one is “Dancing With the Duke of the Night”. It highlights the seven deadly sins using imagery from Catholic lore. The second, still set in the same fictional city and semi-midevil land is “Wedding a Duke”. This installment contrasts the seven deadly sins with the seven heavenly virtues, again using the same imagery for added effect. The final piece is still in the same overall land and culture, “Quest of a Baroness”. The theme for this last bit is the seven charitable acts, again taken from Catholic lore and using some of the same imagery to highlight the themes.

And this is how I waste my time. How do you waste yours?

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Conversations with Sam · 397 days ago

So, we’re at the table, and we have this exchange, me and my 3 year old daughter Sam.

Sam [singing]: There’s something in my belly button, and I have to keep it there…

Me: Sam, did you just put cake in your belly button?

Sam: Yep.

Me: Why did you put cake in your belly button?

Sam: I have to keep it there for 20 years, so it will be nice and fresh.

Me [laughing as I fall off of my chair]: Sweetie, I don’t think it works that way, and that’s not your ‘cake hole’.

Sam: Yes, it is.

[A short time later]

Me: Did you get all the cake out of your belly button?

Sam: Yeah dad.

Me [picking her up and putting her on my lap]: Why did you put the cake in your belly button?

Sam: To make it into a shape, like this [showing her fingertip].

Me: Why did you have to make it into a shappe like that?

Sam: Because I like to eat it when it’s a shape like that.

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