I Waste Most of My Best Lines
“And Jacob wrestled with the angel, and Jacob did go for the Purple Nurple, but discovered to his woe that the angel of the Lord had not Nipple One.” Continue reading
Author Archives: Tad
Fifteen Minutes of Monkey-Fame
Yes, I like monkeys, clowns, puppets, dolls, and automata. That is because they were humankind’s first apprehension of the yawning Uncanny Valley that would soon engulf us all. And now you know. And knowing is halfway to surrender. Continue reading
Respect the Howler
I am going to write a very long book called “A Brief History of Stupid”. Our cat is going to get several chapters all to himself. Continue reading
Go Go Mogzilla
Seeing the phrase “true fan” again (you run into it a lot on Facebook quizzes) makes me want to dry-swallow a sea urchin. Continue reading
Desert Island Author
I find the idea of being deprived of a lot of things horrifying, but being deprived of reading might well be the worst thing you could do to me (among things not involving actual pain to myself or others). Continue reading
Tiny Buffalo
My feline office mate, who might have been created for me by Sartre in No Exit mood, insisted I play something about cats. He didn’t know how FONKY it was going to be. Continue reading