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Entertainment Is A Killer

“A clown killed my dad,” Finch said proudly, and all the kids laughed. Everyone knew Finch’s dad worked at the lumberyard down Rural 51. No one knew my dad performed for twenty odd years before people figured out what he did in his spare time. The secrets that man kept.

Shark!

Shark! I love Jaws so this was a no-brainer link.

What Sheryl Crow Wants

Life goes on. A week later, we have all made a move toward not reliving last week, but it isn’t something that happens in a day or a week. It’s different for everyone. It’s taken me a bit longer than I’d expect. It’s a sign of optimism in me, I think. Three years ago, I’d [...]

X-Files Sequel?

X-Files Sequel? I don’t like rumour or conjecture, but isn’t that kind of the point with the X-Files?

A Marriage Proposal

The old man lowered the gun cautiously. Asking was the difficult part. He hadn’t expected the gun, but understood wanting to protect his daughter. So he took things in stride. A shotgun in his face was one thing he knew he would remember for many years, long after a handshake.

Boris Yeltsin Dies

Boris Yeltsin Dies. That’s another Russian politician who isn’t the Antichrist.

Prisoner’s Dictionary

Prisoner’s Dictionary. I’m now well prepared for a life inside the big house.

Video Jug

Video Jug. Whatever you need to learn is right here.

Pondering Hate And Love In The Wake of Destruction

As a species, we are the most terrible, the most wanton, the most cruel. Because we have knowledge. Because we have power. And because we understand that to wage violence is to become God for a day. The shooter, who had a name once, lived out his powerful dream, and now more than thirty are dead in my town.

A Prayer For VT

After something like today’s events at Blacksburg, you need some time to figure things out, to process and calculate. And then you throw all that math stuff out the window because it doesn’t mean much when weighed against the utter sadness and emotion that wells up in the wake of tragedy. I’m still out of [...]