I regularly forget this platform exists. I need to engage more. So⦠how ya doing?
First snow for the puppers!
On this day, we honor Martin Luther King Jr. and celebrate his legacy.
I live a strange life.
The world is surreal lately. Like we are suddenly in a movie. A poorly written b-movie. Iβll admit there is some stunning cinematography, but mostly itβs shaky handheld crap. I keep expecting credits to start rolling on the horizon.
The Inquisitor. Screenplay in progress. Why not?
I feel like giant monsters of inconceivable scope and terror are far more subtle.
Cicero sis not know about all the varieties of Oreo cookies.
Lessons hard learned are often times best remembered. I pray that the hard lessons coming for so many may serve to enlighten them. I pray that the hard lessons I am enduring will grant me wisdom. I pray the knowledge we all gain will serve to make the world a better place. Even at its terrible cost
I had a friend who was. And another who was in a car that was struck.
Tears do not dissolve steel. Let them come and keep your sword at the ready. We have fighting to do, and the reasons for it is worthy of our tears.
The opening scene to my cosmic horror not detective screenplay THE MANSION ON THE HILL