It has been quite some time since I have felt the need to rip apart someone else’s blog post. Well, except when it comes to
‘Wuk, wuk, wuk. F’what? F’them’ Ok that is dredged from long-ago memory and I can’t find my copy right now. But it is appropriate to
Now, I was a teacher’s kid – a child at the same school my mother taught at. Teachers’ kids tend to meet other teachers’ kids.
(Jason is having trouble with WordPress this morning, so I’m posting this for him.) I’ve been pretty quiet up to this point about the Hugo
(Sarah is off having fun in Denver at ComicCon this weekend, so I said I would fill in for her. She will be back next
I’m in a quandary this morning. My head is already back into the final edits I’ve been doing for the last week plus on a