our submitter is santa fe says not everyone at the new mexico department of health was happy when the folks in charge decided to call their own bullshit and replace the candy and sodas in the vending machine with new “healthy” snacks. (there is still a “junk food” vending mac...

Remember Duck Hunt for the iPhone? Yeah, it was booted from the App Store, and not because of its piece of shit controls and absence of the Asshole Dog, either. LawlMart's Duck Hunt was "developed" on the "iPES" for the iPhone and iPod touch, and just in case that didn't rip off Nintendo's IP enough...

The snow arrived yesterday afternoon about 2:30 p.m. (CaST). And it's still snowing, though big clumps now, that drift lazily about before settling on rooftops and power lines and sidewalks. Very different from the tiny crystals that started this storm, and that fell for at least twelve hours non-st...

I had it in my mind that today might be a day off. I don't actually have the time to take a day off right now, but I'm exhausted and meant to do it anyway. I was going to go to Boston, to the Museum of Comparative Zoology at Harvard, or to New Haven, to the Yale Peabody Museum. But, no. Rain and gal...

I think, while I slept, very small pixies came and glued my eyelids shut. That's the most parsimonious, rational explanation I can come up with at the moment. Yesterday, I wrote 1,131 words on "The Collier's Venus (1893)," which I am just now, finally, beginning to think might work after all. But I ...

A cold, cloudy day here in Providence. And yesterday, when I said that Tuesday would be a day off, I meant Wednesday. It's been a long time since I had a nuclear apocalypse dream. Years, I think. But one visited me this morning, filled with fire and terror and the shadows left by vaporized bodies. T...

Okay, let's just say you don't like your next-door neighbors all that much.  You get along fine, you try to keep the peace, you participate in reciprocal favors -- an egg here, a tool there -- and have them over or go to their house for the occasional neighborhood gathering, and while y...

As predicted (and I hope that did not constitute a "self-fulfilling" prophecy), yesterday was not the greatest of writing days in terms of word count. I only did 857 words on Chapter Three of The Red Tree, mostly because it involved writing passages from the dead anthropologist's unfinished manuscri...

It's hard to think of a worse way to begin a day than to begin a day angry. For me, personally, I mean. I suppose it works for some. For me, Anger is like that especially potent stimulant you reserve for special occasions when absolutely nothing else will do. It's the next to the last resort, the la...

Last night we went to bed at a respectable hour —— 2:30 ayem or so —— and I was utterly exhausted. Spooky feel asleep immediately, but, despite an Ambien, I was awake for another hour, tossing, turning, not sleeping. About 3:30, I gave up and took a second Ambien. It put me to sleep, but I'm...