I discovered you here on TypePad and through reading what you have written here, (and in reading your books),I have gone on my own little adventure in writing, setting up a TypePad account; making sure to be as entertaining in documenting the goofy shit in my life. One more thing, your writings have inspired me to assemble the lost blogs, (so far I've found three), journal entries I've kept on my machine and assemble them into something representing the Prattle and Twaddle that is my life. Thanks for being 'that author' and that 'guy, ya' know?' who's stories sparked the memories of my own childhood. (It was your 'Summer memories never fade away' post where I started compiling everything into one location. With so much material to work with, I'm finding it both challenging and fun stringing the stories together because as I type - the memories flood back and provide so much more to sort through. Not complaining, I'm on my third chapter. [Diiiinnnng!] Thanks again and you can bet I'll follow you over to WordPress...where I discover that I have a page locked and loaded :)

Please say hi to Angela and Aubrey for me as I understand they'll be playing (The Doubleclicks) on Friday afternoon or evening...one of them. Apparently, where they'll be playing, you don't need a convention pass. They'll have another of my musical buddies with them, (Sarah Donner, whom you can't miss due to a bright reed accent in her her hair). Have fun being an Attendee and know that you'll sell out of your Paper dolls :)

...to say nothing of tasty. Perhaps we should take this conversation over to twitter/FB/carrier pidgeon? We wouldn't want to take too much space here on Wil's page... Sorry Wil! =8^)-

...yeah, I really like how cleanly you ink. LOVE the pigs panel you have on your blog.

Hi Jake, I'm that guy, you'll discover, who just followed you here on TypePad. Just popping by to say I like your art. That is all. [We now return you to your regularly scheduled pablum]

Well played, Mister Wheaton...well played.

Thanks for sharing that quote - I think I shall hold on to that one endearingly. :)

I read this last night and went to go look at the moon... It was after 11:00 PM when I opened the sliding glass door and as I stepped onto the aggregate concrete patio, I felt the cold wind hit my face. The Maple tree’s leaves responded in kind, wrestling and filtering the breeze as the bulk of it swayed toward the house. I looked up to the nearly-starless sky and immediately caught sight of the moon’s glow as it was slowly tracking across the Vallejo sky through an almost appropriate veil of a single cloud twice its’ size which had obstructed its’ details. It was the only cloud in the sky and in my eye, it appeared as a death shroud for a moment in time 43 years ago. I was only three years old when Neil Armstrong placed the left boot of his bulky white NASA space suit onto the surface of the moon and biffed the line he had prepared ("That's one small step for [a] man, one giant leap for mankind"), and while I don’t remember the specific moment, I do remember the excitement and the happiness it brought to our home. Being raised in Navy family by an officer who served aboard a carrier, it was a day that will, forever, be burned into my memory. Ever since, I’ve regarded our satellite in wonder and would strain my young eyes trying to see the equipment, which we had left up there. That moment crystallized the resolve for so many more astronauts, scientists and forward thinking men and women who would find themselves working for NASA and changed how we view our small collection of rocks in orbit around the Sun. The skin on my face and ears felt the bite of the chilly night air as the breeze kicked the leaves in the Maple tree once again. I watched that solitary cloud slowly drift to the East and dissolve into nothing as it revealed the sharp contrasting features of the craters and rays on its’ Southern hemisphere; the Earth’s shadow appropriately cast across half its’ face in mourning on this, the day the moon lost one of it’s population. “It suddenly struck me that that tiny pea, pretty and blue, was the Earth. I put up my thumb and shut one eye, and my thumb blotted out the planet Earth. I didn't feel like a giant. I felt very, very small” Neil Armstrong: August 5, 1930 - August 25, 2012 May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. [NASA image of inside the Lunar Module as it rests on the lunar surface after completion of his historic moonwalk] http://www.nasa.gov/images/content/464404main_as11-37-5528_4x3_428-321.jpg

I've always heard it said that playing the bad guy is fun. Look at Danny DeVito from TAXI and you wouldn't know that the man is a total sweetheart. Same thing with John C. McGinley, (Doctor Cox from Scrubs). Just keep dishing up that very special brand of sarcastic douchey and we'll be sure to keep lovin' it. Non-sequtor, here's something for your next Radio Free Burrito podcast... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iC65ufGUvKM

...walking around an event hall such as that, I'm sure there is so much to soak-in that your feet just go into 'autopiolt' and before you know it...bash! #NichelleNicholsTackle

Having just finished Just a Geek, seeing this post appears to me to be the icing on the cake. While I'm certain you have spent a lot of time a cons since finishing the book, from this reader's prospective, seeing this post filled with things like the images and the outpouring of adoration from the fans makes me feel pretty good for you and where your past has taken you. Life doesn't suck, does it? Be well and breathe - From... [/Just another Geek]

We lost both of our cats; Pasha, who did our taxes and was, no doubt, a PhD in her own right, and Muughi, who had one, count 'em (1) brain cell which would rattle around in that skull of his when he shook his head, (sounded like a busted light bulb). We loved them both like they were our kids. As we approach a new chapter in our lives, we're looking at adopting a dog...and a cat. Pets bring such joy. What you are doing is just made of 100 percent concentrated AWESOME.

Good dog, (pat pat) - [bone] Good kitty, (skritch) - [bowl of milk] Good Wil, (er...) - [BEER]

Mike, OMG! 'Robo Rally'? Never had I played a game where the board got to take a turn - GREAT game pieces, too. My fav was the manic-depressive walking television!

'just had an idea for the dice-giving. have a container of handi wipes that they can place the dice into! Wipe-free all the threatening ickiness while enjoying the scent of clean dice...as clean as a baby's bottom! Or you can just say "It's okay, I put Windex!" (#bigfatgreekwedding) ...see what I did there? I..er...yeah...no? I'll just be over there behind the door....

Please check out the game 'Formula D' http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Formula_D_(board_game) I think this would translate VERY well to Table Top! You are a race car driver and you race wheel to wheel with other drivers on a winding race course. You have to manage tire-wear, brakes acceleration and clutch wear as you prepare to enter and exit corners. Passing and collisions elements to consider as well and if you choose to run a longer race, making a pit stop might take you out of contention as your opponents whiz past. It also offers a lot of on-camera-tastic smack-talking moments should your friend spin out of a corner he went into 'too hot' or if someone burns out their tires/clutch on the last turn before the finish line. Game play lasts 30 minutes to an hour, depending on how fast or slow your opponents think. Oh, did I mention there are 15 expansion packs, (w00t! more tracks!) I think that this just might be ideal for the show.

The Internets is filled with a lot of smegheads, methinks.

Regarding 40K, I tried this with a friend who had MUCH more money than any of the rest of us and, hence, he had a decent army - fully painted. 'Turns out that the which ever game shop we went to pretty much charged an arm and a leg for it. Gorkmorka, on the other hand, was kind of fun for me because Car Wars was kinda big with the guys with whom we played. (Battletech too - Loved creating 'mechs) Fly safe, be well, play hard and continue not being a dick. :)