Monday, November 30, 2015


It amazes me how many drivers think all they have to do is turn their flashers on and they can park wherever they want and commit any traffic violation with impunity.  Particularly disturbing are the ones who crawl along in a 75 mph zone doing 20. "It's okay because my flashers are on."  No, it's not okay. These people are a menace. If they're afraid to drive on snow--stay home or move to Florida.  

Wednesday, November 25, 2015


Turn off that TV and go for a walk.  I walked my friend's dog as they're out of town. You watch TV and they carry on about terrorists.  You'd think there are terrorists under every bush.   A handful of losers got some guns and shot some people in France and blew themselves up. They think they'll be martyrs. Personally, I hope there's a special place in hell for them. No matter, they're just a bunch of thugs with guns. Most of them are total losers who couldn't get a real job, so they took up terrorism. They're hardly invincible. So, turn off the TV.  Don't let gloom and doom overtake everything.  Some historians don't think Thanksgiving Dinner with the Pilgrims really happened.  I wasn't there. But Abraham Lincoln declared it an official holiday because he thought America should lighten up--and things were pretty grim back then during the Civil War. 

There's plenty to be thankful for. Donald Trump is running for president [just kidding on that one].Hey, unemployment has come down a lot.  More Americans have health insurance.  And Trevor has a new ball from Petsmart.  Trevor is the dog (golden retriever) I'm looking after. His owner works for an oil company and sometimes he (the owner, not the dog) has to go over to England. So, I'm looking after Trevor this week.  I took Trevor to Petsmart. He picked out this lime green ball.  He loves playing with it. Dogs don't get to shop much. I think the people running those stores are geniuses. Trevor found the ball on a lower shelf--no accident. So he got to pick out his own toy.  And it squeaks. That makes them more fun.

So, take someone's dog for a walk.  Stop fretting about things so much.  

I'm happy I have a job and and a roof over my head. Hell, there's even a cute redhead who moved in down the street. Trevor is happy he has a new green ball.

Oh, and don't stuff that turkey. That's what causes them to get dried out and overcooked. They cook way better without stuffing in them.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

They Say

They say: "Don't quit your day job."  That's becoming increasingly difficult to do [not quitting].  You get tired of getting treated like dirt and screwed out of benefits and so on.  But the winning numbers to the lottery continue to elude me and there just aren't enough readers buying the crap I write.  I'd really be better off to devote my life to delivering pizzas. Financially, I think that would make more sense.  

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Computer Problems

I've had a lot of computer problems.  The fix was easy, once I finally knew what to do. I wish they'd stop updating me. I get something working right, then an unwanted update comes along and I'm knocked out. 

Friday, November 13, 2015

Friday 13th

Well, it's Friday the 13th.  Bad things will happen to you today and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it.  At least that's how it is according to legend.  I've never known any difference between it and any other day.  

Monday, November 9, 2015

Bonded Agent

Here's something I haven't talked about much.  It's not that I haven't wanted to, but more a reticence on my part as I've had some bad luck with book projects and don't want to start touting them before they become reality. My science fiction novel Bonded Agent is still scheduled for publication next year.  It's been a while since I've had a novel come out.  

This one is a science fiction tale featuring my Sarah Meadows character.  The title stems from the fact my main character starts out as an insurance agent. You just do not find insurance professionals in science fiction stories very often. She quickly moves into a position as an insurance adjuster and finds herself dealing with criminals and even space pirates as it turns out Gompers Insurance Company takes on a lot of high risk clients.   Sarah has appeared in six short stories to date, so she is not a new concept.  She lives on Mars at a time when Mars is an independent republic with an uneasy relationship with Earth.  Earth, in fact, has become a very militaristic world engaged in a long running war with a reptilian race. 

It's the reptilians I'll talk about today. In many science fiction tales, if a reptilian race is encountered they are usually portrayed as dim-witted and sort of slow.  Well, that's not consistent with what we see in the form of lizards and such running around.  They move pretty darned fast.  And we were once told dinosaurs were pretty stupid and all had micro brains the size of walnuts. Well, that wasn't really true. So, the Tau are described as looking like small dinosaurs.  They're a little bigger than humans. They certainly are not dim-witted or slow moving. And, thanks to Earth, their first encounter with humans is very bad as Earth goes to war with them in a dispute over a mineral laden moon in a far away solar system.  And to that moon, Sarah finds herself in the middle of a war zone as the reptiles decide they are interested in buying a large insurance policy. And Sarah, being human, looks exactly like their enemy in the war they're fighting.  

I'll talk more about Sarah's adventures in the coming months and provide more details on the book release as things progress and details line up.  In the meantime, a few of Sarah's short story adventures are still around on venues like Amazon. She appears in both Space Horrors and  Space Pirates, both books were edited by David Lee Summers and in Tales of the Talisman vol 9 no 3 in a story called "Where'd That Come From?"  To be continued...

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Slick Roads & Greased Snot

The first big snow has hit us.  This was an unusually wet one--causing some seriously slick roads and a corresponding volume of traffic accidents.  So, after driving on this mess I came in to work and said "These roads are slicker than greased snot."  Absolutely no one had any idea what I was talking about.  Another fine phrase has apparently left the vernacular.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Cardboard boxes

Twenty. That's how many cardboard boxes I dragged down to the recycling bin yesterday.  I always flatten the boxes.  It's amazing how many people won't flatten them.  What surprised me was how fast the boxes built up.  Boxes from shoes I bought. Boxes from book orders.  Everything comes in boxes. They say a lot of apartments won't accept boxes from UPS anymore because people are buying so much crap.  My condo doesn't have an onsite manager so they never did accept them for residents. Not to worry, UPS usually leaves them. Oddly, Fedex usually does not.  I don't know why.  But I don't recall buying so much stuff to fill all those blasted boxes. Yet, there they were. I wonder when the next box will arrive.  Actually, I know the answer--tomorrow.  I've got a new winter coat coming, and some books.  

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Saving What?

I'm not a big fan of Daylight Savings Time.  I don't think it really saves anything.  It causes all sorts of problems for people as they miss flights and show up for work at the wrong time.  If it was up to me I'd get rid of it.

Dogs don't understand this at all--the sun still rises at the same time.  All they know is their supper suddenly comes and hour late and it makes no sense to them why.