There’s a cosmic struggle in progress at my local supermarket. Here, let me show you: Strictly speaking, it’s not a head-to-head battle – the Good Thins are on the cracker aisle (next to the Triscuits and Wheat Thins), while the...
Beware the Snack Section
Relative Values of Sharp
(Re)Construction in Progress
Forward, Backward, Inside Out
The Neighborly Ninja
There is a story here about thin-sliced cheese versus thick-sliced cheese, but it is not the story presently being told.
It’s been a quiet year – mostly – here in Darkest Suburbia, though not without its complications. At any rate, the current ongoing drama in the Twittersphere has me contemplating my Webspaces and doing some long-overdue tinkering (among other things,...
It’s Tuesday night; your narrator has just stepped out the door on the way to the bus stop, so as to catch the last bus to work for his usual overnight shift. The door, as it’s been trained to do,...
NOTE: In the interests of protecting the privacy of the individuals and institutions involved, I’ve changed the names and a couple of personally identifying details in the following account. The story, however, unfolded exactly as described. # # # A...
No, I have not been eaten by a grue. In fact, life here in Darkest Suburbia may finally be settling down somewhat (I can actually see most of my office floor now, which was not true for much of last...
It’s time to venture once again from Darkest Suburbia to the spectacle that is OryCon. This year’s schedule has a unique wrinkle: I’ve been tagged as the moderator for all five of the panels I’ve been assigned. I hasten to...
,,,northbound pedestrians get a very short WALK signal at the same time that southbound cars making left turns get a green light.
And lo, when I woke up this morning, there was snow on the ground…sort of. Some had already melted in the parking areas, leaving maybe half an inch where no one had made tire tracks or footprints in it. Cars...