My sister’s birthday is tomorrow. I don’t want to go, but if I don’t, I know my mother won’t let me hear the end of it.
Four days of Complete Geekery Chaos is now over. Clocks have been reset. Hotel reservations for next year have been secured. Dragon Con 2014 is done. Last thing to do is post the pictures and recap.
There’s a lot going on about bringing awareness to rape culture and sexual assault, which is honestly a great thing to do but it’s only the tip of a very dangerous iceberg that has already been lurking under the surface. We as a society just don’t know how to handle it yet. The dehumanizing of girls and women is reaching critical levels.
I have small little tufts of wild onion scattered in my back yard. I have found my new obsession. Search and destroy.
Avoid feeling trapped in confined spaces. Avoid the numbers 11, 15, 21, 28, 31. That's creepy, he thinks. The horoscope usually tells him his lucky numbers, ones he then plays on the Power Ball lottery tickets, but never numbers to avoid. Why would he avoid those numbers? And how? Simon clicks off the daily horoscope… Continue reading Short Story: The Horoscope