In less than 90 days, FML will belong to the world. It’s been so long since Deathday that I’ve forgotten all the jittery, mind-blowing anxiety that comes along with releasing a book. I know that it’s said that a lot of authors (and musicians and other artsy types) tend to stumble on their sophomore release.
I’m a bit busy this week, but I wanted to post a link to this post about a comedy group who had their video taken down from YouTube. The group claims the takedown was a mistake, and while I can’t judge the veracity of their claim, what happens when they try to appeal is frightening.
It’s a work in progress. Here’s the playlist for it. I’m not even sure if embedding this thing will actually work. I think it will play through your Spotify player if you have one. If you don’t, you should. Spotify is freaking awesome. So is this playlist.
Picture this: teenage me is sitting at lunch with my two best girl friends. We’re laughing. Cracking up so loudly that people at other tables are staring at us. We are the table of misfit kids. What was so funny? We were exploring what it would take for one to become and survive as a
I’m not a picture person. Whenever someone breaks out a camera, I inevitably break out a strange face. There’s just something that happens to me around cameras. And yet…sometimes I like looking back at the geek I was. Not that I’ve changed much. I’m fatter. Okay, that’s really it. I’m fatter. Still got all my
I was poking around my old journal entries yesterday and I came upon this weird little snippet that’d I’d written after observing a flight attendant on a plane ask the passengers in the Emergency Exit rows if they were comfortable performing the duties that came along with it, and noticing the lackadaisical attitude of the
When I was younger, like high school younger, I had very little empathy for the poor. For those down on their luck. I was going through an Ayn-Rand-is-a-bloody-genius phase that I sadly lingered in far too long. I thought that the poor were lazy, and that if they wanted to change their lives, all they
Happy Friday! Friday is my favorite day of the week. Not just because I get to post about FML, but because my long week slaving away at my desk is at an end. I get two whole days to spend with Matt, catch up on reading, and time to write without having to clock-watch so
As the Veronica Mars kickstarter project raced past its funding goal, I noticed a bunch of tweets begin appearing that were critical of the project. They seemed to feel that funding the project above its goal was dumb and that the money could (and should) have been spent elsewhere. The same was said of Amanda
I love the show Veronica Mars. Much like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, when I heard there was going to be a show about a sassy girl detective, I blew it off. Clearly, I was an idiot who hadn’t learned his lesson from blowing off BtVS and Firefly. But somewhere around the second season, I found