Per aspera

I don’t usually write about work, because that’s my real name up there, and writing about work on the web is a fantastic way to lose your job.  For that reason, I’ll try to be deliberately hazy with any identifying details.  But I must speak, for this may be my last communication with the outside world.
My […]

Aw, man.  Gary Gygax died.
 
I bought the D & D basic set when I was, like, eight, I think.  I didn’t have anyone to play it with until I got a little older and a) thus, so did my younger brother, b) some kids around our age moved in up the street.  So I contented myself […]

Today, it has been two years since I set this fiasco into motion. It has been, at best, a minor fiasco, but it is my own.
Happy Blogoversary* to me!
*Ha ha ha, you bastards, I made you pronounce the word “blogoversary” in your heads.
UPDATE: Aw, thanks, Shakes.

When I were a lad, in our senior year we got to write up little profiles for ourselves along with our photos for the high school yearbook. These commonly included a favorite quote, and the one I used was “When in difficult country, do not encamp.”
Ha! Good one, brain! Did you know […]

Somewhere on the web, I do not remember where, I read a recommendation of Inglorious, by Joanna Kavenna, as a good book worth reading, especially if the reader has the experience to appreciate everything Kavenna gets exactly right about having a depressive episode. I’m not very far into it yet, but I’m enjoying it […]

Actually, I have a few things, but I haven’t been able to pull them together into a post yet. In the meantime, watch this nice video, and consider this an open thread in which to discuss how much you love my new Twitter feed, or whatever else moves you.

groovy girl - Daft Punk - […]

Can someone please tell me what the hell “Greensleeves” has to do with Christmas? ‘Cause so far at work, I’ve heard bossa nova, mariachi, and smooth jazz versions, among others that I may have forgotten about.
UPDATE: Sometimes my readers stop me in the street and ask, “Steve, in your experience, when arranging a […]

As of about 45 minutes ago, there’s no longer a “2″ in the tens column of my age.  Which is fine by me.  I wasn’t doing anything with that 2 anyway.
Happy birthday to me, Gandhi, Sting, and Peanuts.

It makes me happy when people I know do well for themselves, because it’s important to me that I be able to drop their names in conversation. Melissa Walker has performed admirably in this regard by becoming a published author of young adult fiction. Her first joint, Violet on the Runway, drops today. […]

So I have this friend named Graham.
No no, let me revise: Massachusetts has this friend named Graham.
At your service
Meet Graham Campbell, a top 10 kind of guy
…
Campbell wanted to be an officer, not a white-shoe lawyer, from the time he was 5. Loved the sirens. At Buckley, voted “Most Likely to be a Civil […]

The Deoxyribonucleic Hyperdimension still exists. It’s one of the first things I found on the web when I went online in 1995. Its technology is current, but it feels the same as it did a decade ago, still dense and weird.
This is immensely pleasing to me. An old friend bearing new ideas […]

My desktop weather widget thingy tells me that it’s 68 degrees Fahrenheit outside.  The date, as you know, is January 6.  This is insane.  Global warming will kill us all.  I figure we’re a week, week and a half away from total ecosystem collapse.
On the plus side, it’s nice to have the option to wear […]

Upon seeing this picture of the very dawn of time itself on Ellis‘ site,

My reflexive thought was, “That would make some bitchin’ wrapping paper.”
Trepan me now.

I have a theme in my head, and this Regina Spektor video is one illustration of it (said theme has nothing to do with the title of this post, except in the ways that it does).

Apart from my metaphysic, I would like additionally to link you to another Regina Spektor song, Better, which rocks my […]

Except perhaps this recent post by Per Aspera favorite belledame222…
I feel like the universe has been poking me in the left shoulder at points over the last few weeks, saying, “REMEMBER.”
So maybe this week I’ll manage, I hope, to have a post up, riffing off of belledame’s, about getting the goose out of the bottle.