
I mean, a lit stick of dynamite? Anything could’ve happened with it.

I mean, a lit stick of dynamite? Anything could’ve happened with it.

I dunno, cartoon me, I don’t think that’s her concern.
You really do need big nets when hunting dragons.

Man, I love cereal.

Terry Pratchett passed away on Thursday.
I still remember the first a pratchett novel I read, Thief of Time. It was back in college, and a friend recommended it to me. I was instantly hooked. in short order, I read all the rest of the Discworld series.
Terry a Pratchett is the reason I’m a writer. He’s the reason I approach stories with humor, even when the story is serious, because humor and seriousness are not mutually exclusive.
Sir Terry was taken from us far too soon. I know I, for one, am going to miss his warmth, and wit, and courage.

Been sick as a dog all day. Spent half an hour vomiting everything up, which was more than a little unpleasant.

When in doubt, have Earl smite Tim. It’s been my go-to since the ol’ Crooked Halo days.

Wee Baby Donovan loves to bounce. I swear, the kid could (and does) bounce for hours at a time. It’s amazing.

We’re going camping and hiking at the end of the month withy my brother down in Texas. I’ve got three weeks to get ready. This…may not work out well.