Don’t fear the Reaper.
Signs, symbols, signifiers.
Worlds within worlds within worlds..
Food, television, classism, mind control – you know, the usual.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars.
An apology, an update, and a small galaxy of strange possibilities.
Death needs a day off.
Blanky forts forever!
Row, row, row your boat.
Social Justice Wizard
.I need more mindless crap in my diet.
The madness is getting very meta up in here.
Some rabbit holes are stranger than others.
The stuff of Nightmares.
My neighbors are mythical creatures.
Even educated fleas do it…
That sweet, sweet dopamine.
“We are all just prisoners here, of our own device.”
Shadows and magic.
Pride and prejudice.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words are bloody complicated.
No pilikia today. Sit. Talk story.
My own meandering experience…
“We ARE the weirdos, mister.”
I swore I wouldn’t go on a tirade, and yet here we are.
Please don’t show my past to me.
To Blog, from Brain, with love.
What’s with TODAY today?
They alive, dammit!
Grief is highly illogical.
The imps of Satan are off their game.
“A thinking animal.”
Better living through fried sandwiches
Some monsters are just dudes in cheap suits
Shaken, not stirred.
A whole bucket.
Round and round and round we go…
Schadenfreude is bad for your health.
Tired writer is tired.
Objects in space
Holiday feelgoods have been postponed due to technical difficulties
A is for Alibi
My brain is an idiot.
Let them eat cake.
Say all the things.
And they lived happily ever after.
The root of all evil.
Turn, turn, turn.
A sweaty-toothed madman
The triumphant return of Rantypants McGee.
Mini-infoburst, and a heartfelt apology.
The cage is full.
An ellipsis only has three periods. Always. Seriously.
I’ll act my age when I figure out what that means.
Stumbling along, or: existential crisis #8462 (give or take)
Is there a word for angry/sad?
All your expectations are a lie.
My awesomeness is genetic.
Sweet Dystopia, or: the rise of the downer.
The smell of teen spirit will never change.
If you want blood, you got it.
“Every man dies. Not every man really lives.”
Watch your mouth.
You can’t get there from here.
The voices are completely normal. Do not be alarmed.
In the beginning? Well…
“The end is built into the beginning.”
In which I go on and on again.
“Maybe I’ll grow out of it…”
Howling in a tiny room…
If wishes were horses we’d all be eating steak
Holiday Hangover 101
The 80s were weird in every universe.
Does a stirred martini really taste all that different?
I demand roasted fowl and squidgy happy feelings.
Everything old is new again…
The problem with badasses
On books, dreams, fear, and spinach
Making the world weirder, one click at a time.
Listy goodness, part 4
Listy goodness, part 3
Listy goodness, part 2
Believe it or not, I have a real job
Who am I to say the thing under the bed isn’t real?
Strange little town…
Compassion and collapse
Damn you, Digital Age! I want my ice cream!
By Grabthar’s hammer…
Nice hat, smartass.
“Everyone’s in a hurry here in purgatory…”
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We only get one shot at this life thing.
I gots my ranty pants on again.
Little minds, big stories.
“The livin’s easy…”
You think it’ll write me back?
Hotwired Long-Distance Superbrain is the name of my next hair metal band.
This post doesn’t make a lot of sense. I blame John Scalzi.
Our language is not our problem.
Something old, something new…
Enthusiasm! (With a dash of pure terror…)
Patton Oswalt, I hate your tiny little guts
And Archimedes wept…
Collectively, we ARE good
“Didactic little parable-ish stories…”
It’s not a pigeonhole without a pigeon
Shards and splinters
The internet knows me better than I know myself
Where is that damn rainbow?
On the nature of blood-sucking serial killers…
Self-improvement makes me cranky
Scalzi vs The Bigots: Round One
Low Fidelity, or: How John Cusack is ruining my life
Sometimes I can be a truly horrible person
“And it makes me wonder…”
The Unreliable Narrator
A made-up holiday
Hell hath no fury like a woman shorn
Is it always going to be weird?
“Not all martyrs see divinity…”
It’s all about perspective.
If you’re going to have an epic showdown, try to do it in Texas
Yes, I am aware that “unfilmable” is not a word.
Gobble, gobble, gobble, little consumer…
And liberty and Soma for all
No, actually, I DON’T want to talk about it…
The Fantasy List, Part Two
The Fantasy List, Part One
The Scifi List, Part Two
In Which I Make Lists
Dance your cares away
We ARE the media
A hundred-pound sturgeon on twenty-pound test…
The cult of Cult
Sometimes life gets in the way
Why do fantasy writers always have awesome beards?
To Boldly Go…
The Dreaded Birthday (or: Self-indulgent Bitchstravaganza with Accompanying Random Thought Spillage
In which I am confounded by literature once again…
Wherefore art thou, Comic-Con?
The whole universe was in a hot, dense state…
Always carry a towel.
Ever get slapped in the face with a metaphorical glove by a librarian?
Logic! Science! Atheism! Pianos?
“We are an impossibility in an impossible universe.”
“You’re not poor, you’re just broke.”
A perfectly valid reason to overuse the word “awesome.”
Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey Stuff
We all love Star Wars, right?
Ladies ladies ladies!
Take my love, take my land…
The Beardy One
Retail Minions Unite!
Where’d I put my brick wall?
All hail the Stephen!
If you get addicted, it’s not my fault.
Johnny really IS a homicidal maniac…
Me Getting All Worked Up About Scifi Again
A Fashion Post? Yeah, I’m shocked, too.
Nerd music (and a bad haiku)
Long-winded Thoughts on Nomenclature
The Guild – and my love of webshows
A Dialectical Question
Impetus: A Brief Introduction