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"Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate." - Captain Jack Sparrow "You should get out of the house and get some fresh air". If I had a buck for every time I heard someone tell me that, I'd be able to buy the outdoors and have it imported into my...
There are two versions of this Praxis. The first is a fantastical account involving nightmare beasts, tiger jets, and Big Trouble in Little China references. The second is a straight-story version that's just the facts. Both are presented. Readers...
Can I play with madness, The prophet stared at his crystal ball. Can I play with madness, There's no vision there at all. - Iron Maiden, Can I Play With Madness There was a strong temptation for me to not do this task. Leaving pithy, one-line fortun...
Trampled in dust I'll show you a place High on a desert plain Where the streets have no name U2, Where The Streets Have No Name You had better believe I was furious when I couldn't find any such trap streets in Halifax. Googling yielded nothing, us...
The Steed creaked and wheezed in its usual way as my feet rose and fell in time, spurring it ever forward. The Steed really is a wonderful beast, when you get right down to it. Never a protest at being ridden up steep inclines, nor a complaint at the...
There are people involved in this story, but I am squirty about posting any kind of photos of them, especially of law enforcement officers, since that's the kind of thing people tend to get a bit upset about if you don't ask. So, I didn't take any, a...
It's the places that make you who you are. When you're writing a story, if you don't have a setting, you're lost. When you remember something important, you start with the place and work backwards. People want to know where you're from, before they...
This Halloween it was artmouse who transported me around the Bay Area. Later in the night after meeting up with the Magic Jellyfish walking safe zone, we helped ferry runners along the typically treacherous routes between checkpoints!
"It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no suc...
