Ask not for whom the Dell scrolls... it scrolls for thee, not for me.

My laptop's a Compaq.


Posted another story bit on the story blog.

Well, I've got a day off tomorrow. I guess I'll get down to starting that second run-thru on Aquaria. Perhaps after brunch at our new Intergalactic House of Pancakes here in Fort Snuffleupagus, the glamorous and terminally trendy urban center of [X]-Mart Culture veritably snuggled cheek by jowl with dull, drab and dreary Ross-a-noodle. Home of the "Mental Health ---->" sign. Home of what must be the only preppy barbeque place in all of North Georgia. We're so hip we have a K-Mart AND a Wal-Mart, not to mention the Dueling Home Improvement Megastores (cage matches every Saturday night!)

Which is why you'll understand my bafflement that we have all this and yet I have to drive twenty minutes to get to a bookstore.

If I ever reproduce it will be far, far away from here.