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99 Glass Balloons

Many years ago, I read at an event covering the topic of writings found on the Internet. It was the late 90s, and the Web was still a brave and uncharted new world. The concept of uncompensated writers covering unusual and personal topics was novel enough to warrant this sort of attention. The guy who […]

To Do List 10/17/12

____ Cease being worthless and weak, poss. through pottery class. ____ Eventually, all will come to loathe me. Outline 12-step plan to expedite this. ____ Set date for a complete restructuring of personality. ____ Re-assess/-align/-ject all I have learned, believe in, and have become by Tuesday. ____ Instigate plan to become smarter, focused, less inane, […]

How Can Shadows Be Slimy?

Horror fiction is the only genre I follow with any consistency. I’ve had brief flirtations and extended courtships with genres like fantasy (I favored sword and sorcery during high school, but happily never after), mysteries (mostly the old pulp/hard-boiled stuff, though I’ve followed a few modern series), and sci-fi (briefly raiding my dad’s 40s to […]

ICU

I don’t like the proliferation of security cameras in public, partly because it’s invasive, secondly because it creates the mindset that crime is best dealt with through cheap gestures. However, there’s one civil liberties non-argument against security cams in public that I’d like to see done away with, mainly because it frames the issue in […]

AmeriCCCa

For a country largely composed of the descendants of individuals unwanted elsewhere, and who, in their native lands, would probably be hip-deep in each others’ blood—yet who have managed to slowly craft this country into a democracy emulated by other nations suffering under or snapping back from centuries of idiotic notions like monarchies, dictatorships, and […]

I Can Haz Cannibalizm Bacon?

Let’s imagine that through some set of circumstances, you end up attending a soda pop bottle collectors’ convention. Perhaps, like me, you collect soda pop bottles, and turning up at such a convention wouldn’t be a surprise to you (I haven’t attended any myself), but in this instance let’s assume you don’t give a damn […]

I’m Tired of These Old Worn-Out Emotions

I need a new emotion that combines rage with tears of frustration and self-righteousness. Something like anger and sadness mixed together. SANGRINESS. I would become sangry whenever someone I don’t even know is more successful than I am. “Why so sangry?” people would ask as they found me tearfully punching a brick wall. “Because life […]

If You’re Reading My Posts Here…

…let me know by e-mail dan [at] mrdankelly [dot] com. Just curious. Two months without the instant gratification of Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, or Tumblr. LAND’S SAKE, HOW HAVE I SURVIVED?

Musing

The Oreoboros is a dragon that keeps eating his smooth, creamy filling.

I Miss Twitter

The plural of tortoise is tortellini.