The entire yard is like this, pretty much. Living with the missus is like being in a Clarke Ashton Smith story.So, I've got a couple of hours to kill before we head over to my sister's house -- I'm giving 'em a collection of the Palomar stories from early Love and Rockets. They're going to Bermuda with my sister's pal Cintra, and I figure this will be something the whole lot of them can read in rotation. Now, I could do something productive, but I'm in a pensive mood, and it's freaking Giftmas. So rather than just kill time, I'm gonna take a quick look back at the last year of the blog, and hunt down all the stuff that's actually worth reading.
(Later...)
Well, that wasn't too bad. It is a little distressing to see that the blog has so little material in it that isn't interesting if you're not into the Sean show, but hey -- seventeen casual essays in a year is not at all terrible, right? Right.
So here we go with the cavalcade of fun!
Squitches!
The Watercolor Pad
Brass Knuckles
Sleazy Elephant
The Hayworth Principle
Flossing and Art
The Atheism Posts:
First
Second
Third
Green Chili Ratatouille
In Which I Lose Decisively
Woo
Fauxluccinations
A Child's Garden of Serial Killers
Notes to a Fellow Writer
Helping Anonymous
Going by Appearances
Amazon is Amoral and Complicit
Woohoo! Road Trip!
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