Well, they're up: Dusty Plastic HELL #4 (finally!) and A Crayon Haiku #15 (remember when just about every other update was one of these?). Took me a little longer to get this latest update up than I'd have liked -- tomorrow would've marked a full week since the last update -- but hopefully the next update will be up in half as much time. But first I'll have to figure out what I want to do for it. We'll see. (more...)

...maybe sometime later today. Maybe tomorrow. I dunno. The photos have been taken, the images have been edited; everything's done except the updating and coding of the script. Then it'll go up, maybe with another edition of A Crayon Haiku or Crayon Poetry Corner. Maybe not. We'll see. It is coming soon, though. Very soon.

So... how was everyone's weekend?

Oh, and a question. Since Blogger's recent retooling, everything seems to post fine, but when I hit publish it just hangs on the publishing page at 0% complete. It updates the blog and everything, but it'll stay on that page with that thing just spinning and spinning forever and never telling of any progress until I click away from it or close the window or something. What's up with that? Has anyone else had that problem? Inquiring minds want to know.

Well, Blogger suddenly looks very strange. More options! Which are mostly unnecessary, except for making colorful/blinding text. Hey Mickey, at least your preview thing is back, yes? (more...)

Quick post before I start getting ready to work the closing shift. Not to continue to go on and on about a dreary and depressing subject, but wanted to respond to a general attitude towards suicide and those who choose to commit it -- that suicide is "the easy way out."

That's false. Patently so. (more...)

I feel pretty good right now. I like myself. But I always like myself. Presently, I also like what I'm doing. I'm drinking. And eating apple pie. Or I was eating apple pie. I'm not anymore. I like pie. Picked it up today during my half-hour break, which I spent pacing the aisles of Toys 'R' Us and Giant looking for crap on which to waste my meager hard-earned pay. And, as said, I went with an apple pie at Giant. An overbaked pie. It's quite amusing how they put that "Oops! We overbaked!" sticker on there, as if I'd be able to tell that they overbaked the pie. It's not like they burned it or anything. (more...)