I read Old Man's War by John Scalzi this weekend.

Today is Samuel Pepys' birthday.

Gah!

I have two criteria I measure all potential posts against.

I finished World War Z by Max Brooks this weekend.

Need a last minute excuse?

Better yet, do you need a last minute excuse that sounds plausible? Well, there's a firm in Chicago that will make up an excuse for you, for a fee.  This probably would have helped you poor sods that forgot to get flowers for your significant others yesterday.  It's probably also too late for this year, but, maybe next year.

As a terminally single person, I think we should throw off the bonds of servitude to an empty, consumer holiday and rename St. Valentine's Day.

Well, we've just started the new year and I already have medical adventures to report for the year.
First, this past Friday my cardiologist finally reviewed my ultrasound and relayed through an assistant that my blood clots seem to have finally disappeared. So, not only do I no longer have to worry about a heart or lung embolism, not to mention a stroke, but I have come off the blood thinners. Yea! I can actually feel the difference already.

Trying to get back to basics.

So, as many of my long-time readers know, I used to write. Well, I used to write fiction. Oh, okay, I used to write a lot more fiction. But, I get distracted easily. Apparently, so do a lot of writers. It's very easy for me to get obsessed with formats and customizing displays and so on. More so when I'm having trouble with plots. Or endings. Or, most often, beginnings.

Apparently, the Hello, Kitty Army is a little better armed than I suspected.
They now have an AR-15, Hello Kitty model.

Now, why doesn't GI Joe have one of these any more?