Some vague ramblings, senseless and aimless as a colorless moth
Well, I’ve had quite a week, as have many of my fellow Americans, I would reckon.
There was about 24 hours where my heart was seized with despair and rage in a way that I have never experienced before, or at least not in a very long time. But I was able to channel that in some productive ways and otherwise burn it off, feeling resigned and determined now. The less said about events on the national political stage, the better.
Continue reading “Chapter 127: The Deck”I’ve been re-energized.
Last week, I was in too bad of a mood to write my post. Some things going on that weekend just threw off my whole vibe, I couldn’t get in the right headspace for writing. Things improved significantly through the week, though. Starting to get back into an old hobby of mine… but, in a careful way. It’s a trading card game, and those can be a real money sink if you’re not careful.
Continue reading “Chapter 123: The Musket”Well, things are finally turning around a bit.
Just a quick update on the saga of my dental problems: I had my root canal this week! At long last! Honestly, it was mostly fine, as I was simply laying there dazing in the chair hopped up on nitrous oxide the whole time. It cost a bit extra, but man it was worth it. And now the pain in that tooth is gone. Everyone talks shit about root canals, but they really do the damn thing. Anyway, back to the topic at hand, which this week is a deep, dark subject….
Continue reading “Chapter 116: The Dying Whale”Alright, let’s get back to business, shall we?
How does this go again? Excuse me if I take a moment to get my bearings. The last time I was writing on this subject, the very flames of hell were licking at my monitor from outside my lone apartment window. Now they have been replaced with the icicles of the holy fanfiction of one Dante Allighieri. No, but we have in fact had a rather mild winter this year, no snow down here in the Green River valley, though it is a little chilly tonight. It will… not quite freeze, reaching a mere 33 degrees.
But enough about the weather, let us move on to today’s subject.
Continue reading “Chapter 107: The Carpenter”
The Beige Moth 