After a long Exile, I returned home this weekend. Until the heat death of the universe or I stop blogging (whichever comes first), I'll be back at WWdN. | Continue »

This is the first purely creative writing I've done all year, and even though I don't even know if it'll be published, it feels so good to be writing, to not be hung up on making a perfect first draft, or to have my creative impulses drowned out by the Internal Critic. I'm writing. I'm creating. I'm telling a story! I'm looking into my head and scraping out what I find in there, and it feels really, really good. | Continue »

The newest Tabletop features a really fun dice game set in the Arkham Horror universe called Elder Sign. | Continue »

Anne had minor ankle surgery last week, so she's been at home since Friday, recovering. Our pets are all incredibly excited that she's been a captive audience for them; both cats and both dogs have happily spent entire days on our bed with her. | Continue »

We were introduced last week at the Pasadena Humane Society, when Anne and I were there for a tour of the new facility we helped raise the funds to build. | Continue »

I’ve been thinking a lot about the summers of my youth, the memories coming to me in very broad strokes and brief flashes. | Continue »

It’s all too easy to forget that there’s a human being on the other end of the Internet. That human being has a name. That human being has friends and family; hopes, fears, and dreams. The person behind those words and that avatar is loved by people, and that person loves them in return. It’s far too easy to lose our basic humanity and compassion for each other when we forget this. In my recent righteous anger, I’ve forgotten that, and though the people I’ve recently disagreed with have infuriated me, when my white hot anger fades, all that remains is sadness that we can’t speak to each other in a civil way. So today I am setting aside my anger, and trading my recent mocking derision for something I hope is more kind. | Continue »

Anne gave me a surprise party for my 40th birthday. She spent a year planning it, and gathered 165 of my friends -- from around the world -- into one room to celebrate with me. And because that wasn't enough for her, she got my teenage crush, Debbie freaking Gibson to surprise me, and sing Shake Your Love, to me, at my party. | Continue »

So this happened last night. I told the tale in pictures and captions on Twitter, and I'm putting it here for the ages. For science. You monster. | Continue »

Image only. Go to my blog to see it. | Continue »

I'm really lucky that the overwhelming majority of people I interact with -- many of whom I will never meet in person -- are kind and awesome to me. | Continue »