There was a pretty interesting post a week or so ago on the Tor/Forge Blog about six fictional restaurants from SFF (science fiction/fantasy) novels that the writer would like to hang out at if they were real.

Nathan and I were downstairs cleaning things up before going up to bed when we heard something crash against our big window in the high-ceilinged living room.

As someone who has been overweight most of his life, has dieted, gotten to a “good” weight, put it back on, lost it again, lather, rinse, repeat and had bullies attack him the whole time, I want to publicly thank James Corden for his reasoned and honest retort to that bumbling sack of shit known as Bill Maher.

It’s kinda amazing how far toys have come since I was a kid. 

[image courtesy of Electric102.com]

I was picking up some groceries on my way home when Katie called me and said, “Your son loves The Cure.”

After years of goofy guesses on Macro Monday and #minimusicmonday, my buddy Steve swooped in with the correct answer to last week’s challenge.