Descending Into Deconstruction

It’s been a good while since I last wrote something by way of turning my scalpel upon the tender meat of my own flesh, slicing it open and letting the slithery viscera of my own insecurities spill out… Read More

On My Honor, I Will Do My Best To Be Prepared (To Argue)

That time I fought the Boy Scouts and won. Then lost. When I was in the fifth grade.

Thus Spake Bloggerthustra!

(note: I originally intended this reflection on the Blogosphere to be my 200th post, but I miscounted and overshot the mark, hitting the 201st post by mistake. I am, against all demonstrable evidence to the contrary and with… Read More