John woke quickly, his eyes opening as though he had only just blinked, his head lifting as it would being roused from a gentle nap. He felt good, despite being somewhat uncomfortable in the upright, seated position in which he found himself. Indeed, he felt just fine, better than he could recall feeling in some … More Something I Started Last Night. We’ll See What Becomes of It.
Society creates all manner of broken people. Part of of the price of existing is being breakable, taking damage and finding a way to live with it. In some way it’s an easily mitigable issue, the risk of which can me minimized by either doing nothing or caring about nothing. Nothing can harm you physically … More Chronicles of Thorin Oakwood
This madness over protests is getting absurd. Protests are annoying, and are meant to be. Protests are also central to our history, from the very start, and a core part of free democracy. I abhore modern protests that harm uninvolved innocents and endanger other people- this is one of my primary issues with the so-called … More On Protests: 9/13/2016
It doesn’t matter what era it is or where in the world one may find themselves, there are certain stories that remain the same, following predictable arcs, only switching characters each time they are told. One is the young, naive woman and the charismatic traveler who comes to town and changes her life, whisking her … More The Chronicles of Finkle Stein: Intro
So, I’m walking to my little ivory tower of education this morning and I cross the street just as a guy about my age on a bike pulls to a stop on the sidewalk, waiting for his walk sign to turn (we will ignore the fact that bikes belong on the street). He just stops … More The Guy on a Bike and the Arrogant Prick
It had been by a stroke of luck that Loette was granted an apprenticeship with the rangers stationed near her village. She was a nobody: she knew no one of importance or infleunce, had no wealth or particularly appealing raw skills, and, though still a young woman, was well outside the typical age at which … More Trösten: Loette’s Origin