kyle and krystal  

Readerfriends. I’ve mentioned it peripherally, but never explained the glory that is Facebook.
Wow. I can type a ridiculous amount without going anywhere. I had two pages typed, mostly describing facebook (effusively), so here’s the condensed version: I’m not good at making friends with other people. This is my tribute to those who went out […]

One of the things I’ve never gotten is why I blog. It keeps me up late, takes a lot of time (half of which I spent tweaking this or that about the theme or graphics), doesn’t really tell anyone I know anything new, and tells people I don’t necessarily want to share with a whole […]

Yesterday afternoon, a sewage pipe in the basement exploded and flooded the entire first floor with crap. Literally. We had to run in and out of the building (maximum three minutes or else airborne pathogens would be a health risk) and grab what we could, and then find some place to stay for the night. […]

It’s amazing how psychological mornings are for me. I can fly out of bed (unhappily, and drowsily, but swiftly) if I think I’m late for something (or if I actually am). But if I set aside some time for a shower and breakfast, I won’t even remember the alarm going off, I’ll turn it off […]

I’ve uploaded a new essay to the Werke ohne Opus section. This particular one deals with Elizabeth Gaskell’s 19th century proto-feminist Victorian social novel, North and South, examining the failure of deconstructionism to adequatly understand the role of polar contrast in the novel and presenting an alternative theory of social connectedness as a means to […]