Warning: spoilers and foul language below.
You can go so far north on this earth that everything feels like a dream.
Iceland is strange. There seems to be something secret but in plain sight, known and familiar yet obscured. An odd little animal, peeking from behind glass.
My flash fiction story “Happy Meal” has been published! Read all about The Dark Lord and his adventure […]
This is the first post in the series “Technobabble”, which is my attempt at keeping my technological knowledge fairly relevant. I don’t understand it much, and in many ways I equate it with magic. I may as well be a Middle-Aged serf screaming ‘witch!’ outside Google headquarters. But, I want to learn.
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J’ai regardé la télé. J’avais un Cola au bar. J’ai eu quatre rêves de suite
où tu as bruler, avant de bruler, ou encore en feu.
J’ai regardé la télé. J’avais un Cola au bar. J’ai bu quatre Colas,
Quatre rêves de suite.
There are certain places which stay with you when you stay within them long enough. The spaces you inhabit cast their influence over you, a net of culture resting wherever you lay your head—towns, houses, homes. I once called it Atlanta; now I call it elsewhere.
“You can’t go wrong opening a story with an ax murder.”
LE THEORIE DES BOTTES
Un homme rentre dans un bar et dit :
Prend ma femme—SVP.
Donc tu la fais.
