Dearly be-bloggéd, we are gathered here today in remembrance of Bloganuary 2023. We all came to it differently—-one-sentence answers, or long rambling essays about spraypainted sheep and Mario Kart and ceramic panthers, or what the kids call ‘not participating’—-and will take different things from it as it passes like a body of strange weather, to…
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Bloganuary ‘23, Day 30: Coolest Guy On The Block
I HAVE NO TIME TO HASTILY WRITE AN INTRO, I AM SORRY, I HAVE TO GO TO BOOK CLUB. January 30th: What would you title the chapters of your autobiography? Yeahhhhhhhhh I don’t wanna do this one, not for like personal sad reasons or anything but because it…seems a little Live Laugh Love to me,…
Bloganuary ’23, Day 29: Dial 1-800-NEWSIES
Would anyone like a terrible, SLIGHTLY MURDERATED CAT who pissed all over my D&D books in front of God and everybody yesterday? Jkjk you cannot have him; he is awful, and he is mine, and if he sets PAW near my RPG shelf again he will make, I think we can agree, a very handsome…
Bloganuary ‘23, Day 28: Reluctantly Crouched At The Starting Line
Okay so riddle my ass this though: We got an Outback gift card from my folks for Decemberween, right? And my missus has had a rough week and deserves giant carrot cake, and if I’m honest with myself and all of us I could really use some of that hot brown bread, so I pull…
Bloganuary ‘23, Day 27: [Clever Title To Be Filled In Later]
TWO BIG THINGS HAPPENED TODAY: So be prepared to hear a lot about THAT between terror-barfs in the coming weeks. MAN what a game. I use the Altman Cipher in my journal and my ARCANE DIAGRAMS to this day! Ordinarily, I’d be worried about a game’s attitude and presentation of its themes aging out of…
Bloganuary ’23, Day 26: Lingua Frankensteina
Here follows a brief exchange that will give a cursory and shallow but essentially correct example of the dynamic between the personalities in my marriage: It’s not actually depressing! By that time, humanity will either have gotten off this godless rock for good or have long since collectively quit the stage in a way that…
Bloganuary ’23, Day 25: Ten Thousand Candles In The Wind
I started up the Klingon course in DuoLingo, because the reasons to do so had finally become too many to ignore: The only thing I don’t love about it is the writing system, not because it’s brutal and ugly (a perfect marriage of form and function) but due to the problem I have with a…
Bloganuary ’23, Day 24: Parentheticals
I am TOO SLEEPY and FILLED WITH CHICKEN to do much but the actual post, and so IN LIEU of a joke-filled or anecdotal intro I will simply tell you: Go read the hell out of This Is Chance! by Jon Mooallem and/or (better and, really, they’re great in different ways) listen to this episode…
Bloganuary ’23, Day 23: Blood On The Sand
I HAVE NO INTRO TODAY, I PUT OUT TWO POSTS FOR YOU PEOPLE YESTERDAY, GO READ THE INTROS IN THOSE INSTEAD, THEY’RE GREAT. Kthxbai. January 23rd: What’s A Lie You Tell Yourself? THAT I’M GOING TO BE ABLE TO GET THIS POST DONE BEFORE GOING TO BOOK CLUB, APPARENTLY. This was a weird question, because…
Bloganuary ‘23, Day 22: Lost Continent
We had a HEATER REPAIRMAN come today, who dishonored our home by lying and saying he was born in 1998; this is not possible, because in 1998 I was playing Ocarina Of Time and Pokémon, and trying to get my parents to tell me what the hell Clinton did because my 4th grade teacher–Mrs. Crossman,…
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