Monthly Archives: July 2011
Nothing smarts like a poser meeting the real thing. Walesa has earned respect facing off against the Soviets in a Cold War test of wills that could have gone very very badly. A coddled community organizing egghead doesn’t belong in the same league. Continue reading
A post in which uses Kirk to postulate the inevitability of digital fiction but failed in it’s attempt to use Jules Verne to demonstrate why DRM will endlessly hamper the kindle. Somehow it’s all related to 1970’s big hair. Continue reading
My blog hasn’t quite gone viral. Nor has it gone feral. But something happened! I decided to arbitrarily declare that it has gone trapezoidal. Continue reading
Plumbum et Circenses posts this: Yes, it’s exactly what it looks like. A warning printed on plywood that sawdust causes cancer in California. Sawdust = death!?! Actually this shouldn’t surprise me. California exists to give the rest of us something … Continue reading
“You want me to put my wallet back in my pocket and go home?”
“You’re doomed.” Continue reading
I’m used to obscurity. I expected a few people would read my post, nobody would comment, and my dog would pee on my shoe.
Instead, something unusual happened. I got a bunch of hits. Continue reading
The lovely and talented Mrs. Curmudgeon has given me a gift. This is my mug. You can’t have it. If you want one get your own.