Monthly Archives: May 2010

A few photos from here and there. This weekend I went to a fundraiser out in the neighborhood of the Moose Lodge. They had a pinata of Ironman. Kind of looks like he’s being hung in effigy, don’t it? Personally, … Continue reading →

The previous post about my trip to Waffle House reminded me to look into the possibility of buying a copy of the Waffle House music CD. For people who don’t live below the Mason-Dixon Line, you should know that every … Continue reading →

The thermometer here in Austin has stuck firmly in its rut at the 90-degree mark. After this entry I’ll go back to blogging separately the "stuff that is cold." An icecream truck passed by the softball game I was watching, … Continue reading →

The online science fiction publication Beneath Ceaseless Skies has just posted my new weird epic, The Secret of Pogopolis. This is a story about urban myopia and ballistic trajectories. This is my first SFWA-credited professional sale, so I expect you … Continue reading →

I’d heard about Pontypool for a while now, but it wasn’t showing up on Netflix, but it finally appeared at my local slacker-hipster video store. This is a story about an early-morning shockjock, who finds himself at the end of … Continue reading →

I’ve been doing a series of Simpson-family busts, and since I last did Bart Simpson, the next in the line was Lisa. None of the Simpson characters translate well into 3-D, but Lisa Simpson was the worst. You may not … Continue reading →

I’ve got to the point where I listen to more podcasts than I download every week, so I’ve got to working on the backlog. Some of the podcasts that I haven’t been listening to are not that good, and they … Continue reading →

I remember when Manor Road seemed like the hippest thing the East Side had to offer. But that was before the East Sixth renaissance. But there’s still some vestiges of coolness here and there. For instance, in the parking lot … Continue reading →

I took apart a vintage cast-iron lock the other day. Inside could be found a delightfully American engineering solution. There’s a deadbolt bar that can only be slid once a spring latch has been tripped. It’s not the most precise … Continue reading →

Here’s what’s wrong with the internet. You get three stories about a man who get’s his bowels devoured by an eel after his friends insert the eel up his rectum (1,2,3). And in those three stories you get pictures of … Continue reading →