Bake

The ex-wife is from Trinidad and she bakes this unleavened bread she grew up eating. Do you know what she calls it? She calls it bake. Sometimes, instead of baking it, she fries it. Do you know what she calls it then? Sorry, folks. If you said fry, you would be wrong. She calls it fry bake. Theoretically, if she were to make dumplings, she might call it boil bake. However, it would not surprise me if she called it boil fry bake.

Christie Yant In Analog!

I'm a little late to the party, but I have to tell you my awesome friend, Christie Yant, has a story in the January/February 2014 issue of Analog called This is as I Wish to be Restored. It's so short that I don't feel I can tell you about it without revealing too much, but there are extremely cold, dead people, and obsession, so that's compelling you, right? I took a while to mention this because I was waiting for a copy to come into my store and it never did. So I bought the e-version, read it, liked it, and am now telling you about it. Go get yourself a copy, paper or e, through the fiction dealer of your choice. Dig on Christie's story and, as a bonus, you'll find great stories by other authors in there too.

All Of This Is Yours

You are Life. As long as you breathe, you are The Anti-Death. You are organized intelligence and the enemy of entropy, no matter what your place looks like.

This is your world. This is your universe. You own what you can see, what you can taste, you own what you think. Those others with money, with power, are no better. You may think they have you. They don't have you. We're all equal in a thousand years. You have you. Take yourself back.

All of this is yours, these people, this air, this palace of ideas. Enjoy. Savor. Savor. Savor.

Take it.

Play.

Fully-Clothed Lunch

Hey! The new episode of Beware the Hairy Mango is out there and waiting for your ears to suck it in! Fully-Clothed Lunch!

E-Fluff

Hey, folks! I just uploaded a new edition of my story Fluff and Buttons on the Teddy Bear Range at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00HAR5CTU

This edition features an afterword on the making of the story, including the original flash fiction version and an alternate origin version. I also improved cover design, so it's less embarrassing if a friend spies it on your e-shelf.

From the description:

Ridiculous and poignant, frightening and hopeful, Fluff and Buttons on the Teddy Bear Range tells the story of Jack, a bear with little left to live for, but driven on by hate for the dark race that lives just beyond the villages of his people. Having lain dormant for some time, the creatures have returned to feed. Jack's last hope is to protect the life of Froo Froo, the she-bear who once loved him. But Froo Froo doesn't want protection, least of all from him. Brett Alexander Savory, Co-Publisher of ChiZine Publications says of Fluff and Buttons, "This is one of the best stories I've read, period."

Please buy several copies today!

I Appear!

UPDATE: We're going to attempt to record a live episode of Beware the Hairy Mango at Big Dog. It could go horribly wrong. If you're a fan of the show, you know that would probably improve it.

I'll be at Big Dog Comics in Fort Pierce, Florida tomorrow, Saturday, December 7th, from 2 pm to 4 pm, acting all authorial and shit. It's part of an author/artist day there that runs from 1 to 8. I don't have anything to sign, but if you want to bring something in, I'll sign it, even if it's something like a set of salt and pepper shakers. I might do a little reading or two if the boss is cool with that. If you're reading this, you probably won't be in the area, but call the store and demand that I be given something nice.

The Goal Post

I got on board with the concept of goals long, long ago. The very name of this blog and a great deal of the posts on it concern one of my biggest goals. After a couple of decades of chasing goals and breaking promises and sucking balls, I have finally come to realize that goals are not the right way to motivate myself.

I didn't mention it to most of you, but about three months ago I decided I'd had enough of this writing thing. I was going to keep writing the Mango, but other than that, I was done. I was quitting for a number of reasons, one of which was that I had become a slave to The One-Thousand. The goal, not the blog. I was trying to crank out stories just because I had a time limit, not because I was excited about what I had to say. There was no point in that and, more importantly, there was no joy in that.

About a month after I quit and put it out of my head for a bit, I allowed some evil writing thoughts back in. They are, after all, insidious.

Well, okay, I wouldn't mind doing that particular writing related thing . . . 

Hmm, that would be a good idea for a book . . .

That sort of thing. You know.

Although I keep using the past tense as I speak of quitting, I can't bring myself to publicly say that I'm writing again until I actually finish something. Story 144 doesn't count because that was some rewriting for a thing I planned on finishing before I quit. But I am quite excited about some projects. And that may be a better motivator for me: Go do what you're worked up about. I'll still track the stories here. I'm just not tying myself into Windsor knots worrying about getting them done by a certain time. There was no fucking way I was meeting that goal with my current life situation anyway.

Quantified goals, like everything else, work for a lot of people, but they may not work for you. Don't spend decades wrestling with yourself over it. Drop it and move on.

Yeah, I'll change that jazz up at the top of the page eventually. When I get around to it.

Making 3-D People Look Like 2-D Paintings

The Sofa Is Always Greener On The Other Side

Mainly because that side is facing the wall. Enjoy!

StarShipSofa No 313 Josh Roseman and Michelle Marquardt

Main Fiction 1: “Greener” by Josh Roseman 

Fact: Film Talk by Dennis M Lane

Main Fiction 2: “Always Greener” by Michelle Marquardt 

Narrators: Pete Piazza and Ibba Armanca

The Hills of the Dead

Hey, Folks! I was recently a guest on the SFFaudio Podcast, discussing Robert E. Howard's Solomon Kane story, The Hills of the Dead. You can listen here: http://www.sffaudio.com/?p=49705 There's a reading of the story by Paul Boehmer, followed by our discussion. I first read it years ago, along with the other Solomon Kane stories, and this one stuck with me the most. The Hills of the Dead is the one I tell people about, even years later, mainly because it's got the most innovative disposal of vampires I've ever seen. To think this was written in the 1930s and I haven't seen rip-offs is impressive. If you're a hardcore horror person, maybe it won't feel so unique. At any rate, go listen to the podcast!

Beware The Elitist Mango

If you like Beware the Hairy Mango and wish you had even more, here's your chance. We've got a brand new set of shows we're calling Beware the Elitist Mango! Subscribe through this page ( http://bewarethehairymango.com/elitist/ ) for four bucks a month and you'll get two more episodes for each of the months that isn't May. We're dropping new episodes on the 7th and 22nd of each month, so when you combine them with the regular show which drops on the 15th and 30th, you're getting new mango almost every week. Plus you're supporting a nice guy. Who doesn't want some of that? Holy crap! Let you at it!

144

Sorry, gang. Negligence has become the new normal at this blog. Things have been happening, but I'll try to spread them out and get a few posts out of them. Today I'll tell you that story 144 is out in the world as of about nine days ago. There might not be a 145 for a bit, as I want to do a lot of Mango work first. That's all for now. If you're still reading this, thanks!

If You're Tired

There are a  lot of bad things in the world, some incredibly large. If you're fighting to destroy those bad things, you're doing noble work and we all owe you for your efforts. The odds can seem impossible to overcome. You're fighting against the status quo. You're fighting against large numbers of entrenched people or a handful of powerful people. If you can keep fighting the good fight, you are truly a remarkable person and I wish there were more like you.

But if you're tired, if you've given up, if you've come to the rational conclusion that you can't destroy the negative thing, try the opposite. Build a positive thing. We need more good things as desperately as we need less bad things and clean water can flush out the dirty. You may find your energy again. You may find your life transformed. You may be amazed at the response you get from others who had also been tired.

You may leave the world a better place.

A Remarkably Ugly Car

I went to the Elliott Museum (Stuart, FL) with some friends today to see an exhibit of full-sized working models of some of Leonardo da Vinci's designs. It's only there until September 2nd. Here's a photo of a little of that:

The Elliott also has a collection of ninety antique cars. My friend, Zack, was interested in an electric car from 1975 called the Citicar. Here's a vid I took of it:

141, 142, 143

Jesus, it's been a month since my last post! Sorry, folks. I've got three more additions to The One-Thousand to tell you about.

I started a writing band with Grant Stone and Dan Rabarts called Cerberus. We collaborate and hopefully bring out some things in each other that we wouldn't otherwise discover. Our first effort is called Dada. It's 141 of The One-Thousand and will eventually appear in Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine. I'll let you know when it's out. You may question whether a collaborative effort should count toward The One-Thousand. My rules at the beginning of this endeavor were pretty loose: To get in, it has to be a story that I submitted to an editor. That's pretty much it. This covers everything from Twitter fiction to my novel.

142 is Simon Says, a story for an anthology which Dan invited me to (he also invited Grant and many other people) called Baby Teeth, inspired by a post on Reddit about creepy things that kids say. There's a fundraising effort in place to publish the e-book, a print run, and an audiobook. Check that out here. All proceeds from the sale of these books go to Duffy Books in Homes, a literacy organization which gets books to kids, both creepy and non.

143 must remain incognito at the moment, as it's still making the rounds. I'll let you know more when I can.

This Is Your Dog On Grass

This is the ex' pug, Pepper, enjoying her lawn.

Holy Shit, Folks. Ernie Kovacs.

Why the hell has it taken me this long to sit down and watch Ernie Kovacs? Okay, I had no access to him for most of my life, that's true. And then I forgot about him. About a week or so ago I was listening to an old episode of WTF and Merrill Markoe was singing his praises. Tonight I checked youtube as I ate supper and I was blown away. Yes, this is some low-budget shit, no doubt. Yes, a lot of these jokes are stale. But others are hilarious and even when the show's not trying to be funny, it's wildly inventive. I've never seen so much weird stuff packed into a half hour of network television. It was so nice of Ernie Kovacs to make something for me over fifty years before I was going to watch it. If you dig Beware the Hairy Mango, you might dig this. Here's a sample for your perusal, but there's much more on youtube.

Buggy Whips

I don't talk to my siblings much. If you told me I had an hour of conversation with either of my brothers in the last year, I'd be surprised, And, unlike my sisters, they live in my county. They're great guys, but we're just from different planets.

I got a voicemail from my oldest brother a couple of weeks ago, telling me that vampires and zombies are hot right now, and I should think about writing something about them. I left him a message thanking him, but explaining that wasn't my thing. He left another message today while I was at work and I called him on my lunch break. He wanted to make sure everything was going okay and then told me I should really think about the vampire/zombie thing. I told him that if I was in this to make money, I would have gotten into banking. He said that I could be making the best buggy whips in the world, but nobody's buying buggy whips.

Since I'm not going to change his mind and I'll never make him understand, I took the best course I know: I agreed with him and thanked him. After all, he wants the best for me and he is right. Nobody's buying buggy whips.

However, in case you're an artist who does it first for the love and you're now thinking to yourself, "Say, he is right. Why the hell am I making buggy whips?" Here's why.

What if making buggy whips made you happier than anything else that you could do? What if you won the lottery, never had to work another day in your life, and decided to make buggy whips anyway? What if one of the other great things in your life was to show off the buggy whips you made to people who really appreciate buggy whips and hear them say, "Man, that's a fine-ass buggy whip?"

I'm not saying I don't want money. I want lots of money, but I'm not going to chuck my art and produce product that doesn't mean anything to me in order to get it. That's what my day job is for. If you like making ignition keys, then by all means, make the shit out of some ignition keys. I'm cool over here. Seriously. I'm loving what I'm doing.

And for the love of whatever you deem holy, people, stop whipping those poor buggies.

I Need You To Do This For Me

It feels like the forces of darkness are forever encroaching.

I need you to do this for me.

I know you just got home from work and you've had a horrible day, but I need you to tell someone how much they mean to you. Or get up and exercise a little. Or write a letter to your Senator about an issue that's been bothering you. Or plant something. Or educate yourself on something that's important to you. Or take care of that little chore you've been putting off for days or weeks.

Make something. Play with the kids, even if they're adults. Start that project. Call that person. Make a list of ten things that would improve your job. Share this post. Find a quiet place and for five minutes, imagine what your life would be like if you faced that fear. Figure out one way to make that dish you love just a tiny bit healthier.

What if you improved your life by one one-hundredth of a percent every day? What if everyone else did too?

The only way we're going to conquer the forces of darkness is if each one of us makes just a little bit of light. Maybe history isn't only made by individuals. Maybe our fate isn't solely in the hands of governments and corporations. Maybe if each of us becomes something more than we were yesterday, we'll start to move things.

I already know you're too tired today and you promise you'll do it tomorrow. You told me that yesterday.

44!

Forty-four years old today. My birthdays are similar to funerals in that they remind me that time is short. The deadline for the goal this blog was meant to document is drawing nearer and I've got stuff to do. So do you! Go do your stuff. Once this life is done, there will be no make-ups!

I've still got 860 stories to write! That's INSANE!

The Metrozone

As I stated on Twitter, when I was a kid, I wanted to be James Bond. Decades later, I want to be Samuil Petrovitch. And I think it goes without saying that I'm still a kid. I talked about the first Petrovitch book here: http://theonethousand.blogspot.com/2011/10/equations-of-life.html So you might want to read that.

I won't go into detail about the second and third books here, but I will say that I think they're even better than the first. The action, the stakes, the hero, the writing, they all make me excited to read. How often are you excited while reading? It almost never happens to me.

I read the second a few months ago and just finished the third. I like to take a little breather between books in a series, although it's possible I'll jump into the fourth book soon. You can find info on all of them here at the author's website: http://www.simonmorden.com/books/

Start reading already!

100 Artists

I think this is a fantastic idea if you're feeling stuck or frustrated as an artist. I've often thought about taking on other personas in order to go places artistically that I wouldn't otherwise go. It's similar to how people's behavior can change when they put on a mask, or even a radically different outfit. Become someone else, why don't you? See where it takes you.

Do It On Nights And Weekends

This Onion article made me laugh as it kicked me in the balls. Go read and enjoy and come back:

Find The Thing You're Most Passionate About, Then Do It On Nights And Weekends For The Rest Of Your Life

This is my life in this article, folks. It might even be your life. It's certainly the life of millions.That life made for my financial cesspit and broke up my family, among other, lesser miseries. And if you're like me, you couldn't have stopped before it all went wrong and you can't stop now. Such is the creative life. It's like a gambling addiction.

The alternative, the way to give your passion more than minutes a day, is to quit your job and live in your car, if you're lucky enough to have a car. Otherwise, it's the street for you. I'm too much of a coward to do that, so I deserve what I've got.

But I make things. You might make things too. Millions like us do. I makes stories and a podcast and I made a novel and other little things. I think even the lowliest maker of things is a better human being than Alexander the Great or Napoleon, or any of the thousands of other military marvels or world leaders, because they all destroyed lives, they destroyed people.

We make things.

We make things for ten goddamned minutes a night sometimes, but we make things. We do it because we don't have any other choice and we'll squeeze it in where we can, rather than abandon it.

And most of all, because it's all we've fucking got.

Rush Of Fame!

If you're a Rush fan, you've been griping for the last fourteen years of their eligibility, "Why the hell hasn't Rush been inducted into The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame?" Well, gripe no more! They're in, as of a couple of days ago. Here are some videos of the goings-on. The audio's not great, the video's a bit better, but hey, I'll take it in lieu of stills and reports any day. Thanks to clg2112 for posting these.

Foo Fighters as Rush, circa 1976, doing 2112's Overture:

Rush's induction speech from Dave Grohl and Taylor Hawkins of the Foo Fighters:

The guys' acceptance speeches:

I just wanna hug these guys. Congrats!

Climb Onto The Sofa

The new episode of StarShipSofa is just sitting there waiting for you! Go listen!

StarShipSofa No 285 Brad Torgersen

Coming up …

Fact:Hugo Reviews A Deepness in the Sky by Andy Thomaswick 01:50

Main Fiction: “The Exchange Officers” by Brad Torgersen

Promo: Amy H. Sturgis The Dystopian Tradition

Narrator: Jim Phillips

I'm There

Stay In And Hang Out With Three Science Fiction Giants

Hey, folks! This Sunday, StarShipSofa is hosting an online shindig with three masters of science fiction: Larry Niven, Jerry Pournelle, and Gregory Benford. Personally, I loved The Mote in God's Eye, Fallen Angels, Ringworld, Lucifer's Hammer and Timescape. You may have loved entirely different novels by them; Between the three of them, they've written absolute piles of them. They could share stories for the hour and a half that's scheduled, or they could go even longer. Tony from the Sofa will have a pot of coffee handy just in case.

Past Sofa events have included questions and answers, so have a mic ready, in case, and you can ask Larry what the Puppeteer was hiding behind its back on page 172 of that book you keep under your pillow. If the scheduled time doesn't work for you, you can sign up anyway and you'll get the audio and the slideshow links by email about a week later. Click on the picture below to get more info and sign up!

Do this thing!

140

Taking a little break from writing Mangoes for May, I decided to edit a story I threw down a couple of months ago and send it out. It's called Life and Times, number 140 of The One-Thousand, not to be confused with Lives and Times, number 1 of The One-Thousand. It's flash, only about 1,100 words long, but it always feels great to finish something.

The Maniacal Ivy And Bean Dispose Of Another Victim

ICFAdventures

Happy Easter, to those of you who are into that sort of thing!

I'd never been to a conference or convention or anything else before last week. It's usually a money thing, sometimes a scheduling thing, but the International Conference for the Fantastic in the Arts is a Florida thing, and I'm a Florida thing, so I can drive there and not sweat the hotel, so that helps. I'm going to be name-dropping like a muhfuh here, so get used to it.

I swung up to Orlando for the pre-conference party the Tuesday night before last and met some cool people there including Kathleen Ann Goonan. I felt a bit like a dope because I knew I'd read something by her, but couldn't remember what. I met quite a few Scandinavian writers and academics and a couple from Australia. I felt dumb after asking Peter Halasz if he was Adam-Troy Castro. But Castro lives in Florida, I figured he might be there, and I've only ever seen tiny little pictures of him on Facebook. I spoke to Guest Scholar Constance Penley who teaches about the intersection of feminism, porn and related matters at UC Santa Barbara. I saw others whom I knew by seeing their photos online (after the Peter Halasz incident, I should probably say I "thought" I knew them) but I didn't see a non-intrusive way to say hello. I had some great conversation with Diane and Lee Weinstein, who have been involved with science fiction for, I think, thirty-five years. Diane answered lots of questions that I had about her years of slush reading for Weird Tales and told me the story about how she was hired by George Scithers.

Mango Feed Is Fixed

My boss, who is a newly converted fan of Beware the Hairy Mango, told me he wasn't able to access the first forty-nine episodes of the show. I realized that I had to adjust the thingie on the site that handles such things and have done so. All the episodes should be available now. I'm seeing them on my iPod, anyway. If you're still not seeing the first episodes, wait a few days, check again, and if there's a problem, let me know at upwithgravity@gmail.com.

As I told the boss, it took me maybe twenty episodes or more to really figure out what the show was, so there are some shows that don't feel as Mangoey today because the stories are just weird, rather than weird and funny. So, bear with it. You shouldn't necessarily start at the beginning with the show and I always, always, ALWAYS warn folks not to listen to them all in a row, because I am best taken in small doses. You'll burn out, people. Of course, listeners regularly ignore that advice. Proceed at your own risk.

Updated Works

I updated the list of my stuff that you can read and listen to. You can see that here, over at http://bewarethehairymango.com/about-2/. I added links to three or four stories, updated a couple of other links and sadly removed quite a few other links to sites that are no longer in working order. Some of those stories were ones I actually removed from this blog when they were published at another side. I'll have to add them back when I get the time and remember. Perhaps I can post the others here as well. I should have another Fiction Crawler to add to the list in a few days.

Caterina Mota: Play With Smart Materials

Hop on the train, folks! From TED:

Feel Inside (And Stuff Like That)

Stumbled upon this video today and it made me eye-wateringly happy. Not only is it Flight of the Conchords material I haven't seen, but it's a fantastic song performed brilliantly with a story behind it. Donate to the charity that inspired it all, Cure Kids. Enjoy!


 

Stop Motion

Just saw this on Facebook. Too wonderful not to share.

The Novel, She Is Done

I just finished my first novel, By Any Other Form, and shipped it off to New York to find its way in the world. This is number 139 in The One-Thousand, and boy, does it feel good to change that tally again. This was the longest thing I've ever done (90,000 words, a year and a half of my life) and I feel the best thing I've ever done. Grant Stone tells me I should throw a party. At the moment, I'll settle for a shower.

In the immortal words of Ned Flanders, "Godspeed, little doodle."

Wasa

Via Boing Boing:

Wasa from Mathias Lachal on Vimeo.

Perks

The daughter and I saw The Perks of Being a Wallflower last night. Being a bookstore guy, I've sold many dozens of copies of the book over the years, many of them since the film came out. Not having a TV, however, I only saw the trailer for the movie about a week or two ago. I mentioned to my daughter that I wouldn't mind seeing it. It magically appeared in the mailbox soon after (Though I'm pretty sure she planned on watching it before I said anything).

To my surprise and delight, I discovered in the opening credits that the book's author, Stephen Chbosky, not only wrote the screenplay, but directed the movie! I can't recall ever seeing something like that before. How wonderful that an author could be given the opportunity to interpret his own work for the screen. Other credity magnificence: Joan Cusack is in it! I'm sold, buddy!

It was one of those wonderful movies you sort of wish you could have lived, especially if you were one of the millions of teenagers that didn't get invited to a whole lot of things, or, like me, lived in a place where you were surrounded by cows and corn. I watched it, wondering if any of the characters in my novel could stand up to the movie's characters. Some of those in the movie were really good, especially as an ensemble. Ezra Miller truly shone as Patrick, our wallflower's outgoing gay friend. I'm convinced I've seen him in something else, but I haven't seen any of his other work. What's left is that he either reminds me of someone I've known, or his acting was so strong, I felt a sort of déjà vu.

In a cast of fucked up characters, Charlie, the protagonist, stands out as powerfully fucked up and we're drawn in, watching the complete depths of his inner mess unfold throughout the movie as he struggles with dealing with anyone and everyone.

If a film makes me want to hang with its characters, like Whip It did and like this one did, I've got to call it a great film. I haven't yet read the book, but purchased it today. Go watch or read or whatever you want to do with it.

Audio Love With Chaos Motor

Okay, remember that story I told you I wrote for John Mierau's anthology, Walk the Fire? Well, now you can listen to it for free. Or at least the first part for now. The second part will be coming soon and it too will be free. In fact all the stories from the book either are or will be available in audio on John's site.

To refresh your memory, my story is called Aborted Love with Chaos Motor at Lucky Pierre's. It's a fun little story about Congolese feminist revolutionaries, teleportation, a machine that does a bunch of crazy crap, a relentless fiancé, and a shitload of snails! Click the book cover up above to buy your copy of the e-book and/or click the link below to listen to the first part of my story:

Aborted Love with Chaos Motor at Lucky Pierre's, part 1

I'll post a link to part 2 when it's up!

StarShipSpider

Only one day left to join StarShipSofa's latest event and learn from the legendary Spider Robinson! Here's a link to my post that has the details: 

http://theonethousand.blogspot.com/2012/11/write-with-spider.html

After you register, don't just sit around and wait all day, listen to the latest episode of StarShipSofa!

StarShipSofa No 273 Jack Vance Part 2

Fact: Hugo Review Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by Andy Tomaswick

Main Fiction: The Moon Moth Part 2 by Jack Vance

Promo: Rompod

Narrator: Josh Roseman

Or, start with the one before this, since it is the second part of a two-parter.

A Writing Update

So, as I said, I finished the beta version of the novel. I'm waiting to hear some feedback on that so I can fix any problems. I've asked my beta readers to get back to me by February 15th. As I'm waiting, I'm tinkering, however, making little improvements to chapters as they occur to me. I hope to have the final version done and off to an editor by March 1st.

I got the latest Mango out late and looked over what needs to be done between now and the end of May. As you may know, I do an episode a day in the month of May. Then there are the regular episodes between now and then, including an April 30th episode, which I don't normally do, but since I still owe you folks an episode for last October 15th, I'm doing one. So, I think I have to produce thirty-eight episodes between now and the end of May. I haven't figured out when I'll record, but if I spend an hour a day on the writing, it'll be no problem. An episode usually takes about three hours to make. Two to write, one to record, edit and post. Those are rough numbers. Maybe I'll record, edit and schedule them as they're finished. That would produce a little over two episodes a week, which would work.

Then there are the short stories. I've got eight-hundred and sixty-two short stories to write in a little over six years and three months. That means a short story every two and a half days. Hmmmm. I'm trying to figure out a system that could make this happen. I'm working on it. If you're curious, the novel will count as a story.

That's it for now. I have some stories to write.

Steamunk!

Hey, gang! Check out episode 145 of Beware the Hairy Mango! Steamunk!

http://bewarethehairymango.com/episode-145-steamunk/

Drool

A writing update and excuses for all of you. I finished the novel early this morning and have sent it out to my beta readers. Far from my first novel ever started, it is my first ever finished. Yes, I know I have more work to do. Shut up.

 In order to finish the novel for today, I slept for two and a half hours last night and three and a half the night before that. I had an episode of the Mango due today. I haven't even started writing it. The plan was to write, record and post it this evening. Even after a forty-five minute nap, I am staring at the screen and drooling. I'm betting it's not happening tonight.

Sorry.

Call He Maybe

One day I'll get back to normal posts. You probably like these better anyway!

Shakin' It

Found on Facebook. Laughed like hell. http://dogwork.com/

I Can't Stop Playing This Video

Much thanks to Jonah Ray who turned me onto this song when he appeared on the Sklar Brothers' Sklarbro Mixtape 2012. I have been playing the hell out of this video tonight around novel editing.

DAYUM!