Best. Zombie. Apocalypse. Ever.
Or worst. Honestly, I didn’t have a preconceived notion of how to rate them. On one hand, we were still alive. But maybe that was just my pro-human bias speaking; […]
Since You’ve Been Gone…
It’s a bit over two months now, away from The Great Machine, and I’m surprised at the number of friends, and even family, who still haven’t heard that I left […]
Whew.
Okay, cutting to the chase: we won! Or, um, it won. “They”? I don’t know. It’s one of those dog show type things. But with airplanes. Let me back up […]
Disaster Pies and the Manly Art of Automotive Repair, Redux
[Warning: remember what I said about long, pointless posts?] “Hey Miranda, have I told you how awesome I am?” “Yeah, yeah, Mom told me.” “I think I need to write […]
The Last Night of Someone Else’s Memories
[Sorry – more random musings] Typical thread for the gang starts with “Hey – anyone up for climbing on Weds?” Others bounce back: “Weds is no good. Tue/Thu?” and eventually […]
The Little Things
I’m always kind of torn when I sit down to write here. Sometimes I’ve got something important to say (e.g., if I happen to have left my job), and sometimes I […]
Puttering – Oh, and the Middle East Peace Process
It’s just been a little over a month since I walked away from Google, but only in this last week have I been staying put enough to start, as I […]
Rooooaaaadtrip!!!
When they say “getting there is half the fun,” the implication is that being there is the other half, which doesn’t leave a lot in the First National Bank of […]
Jetsetting
Okay, it’s not that I’m trying to make people envious. It’s just that coincidences and improbabilities seem to pop up more in the Pabloverse than in most other places. Case […]
Salt
The best brief description was that it was a shanty town. A shanty town floating along the Sacramento River Delta. Manned by young hot pirates. With power tools. Oh, and […]
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