Archive for December, 2005

The Burning Man

Wednesday, December 28th, 2005

Kaplan gazed into the black and cataloged all the regrets he had in life. He was also lamenting the lack of an accessible toilet in earth’s orbit. The space shuttle was just vanishing over the blue horizon, leaving him very much alone now. The astronaut cursed his nervous bladder. It was a hell of a […]

I’m not dead yet

Friday, December 16th, 2005

Posts will be sporatic for the next few weeks. I’m currently fighting off a funk and losing. After that I’ll be on a plane for Christmas vacation asuming I’m well enough to travel.
Pardon me while I go off into a corner to die.

Sickness

Friday, December 16th, 2005

Reggie hated being sick. Sickness had a way of inserting itself into your life and become all consuming whether you wanted it there or not. No amount of denial or pleading would make it go away. It was a lot like being in love; only with less sex and a great deal more oozing of […]

Vacation Time

Tuesday, December 13th, 2005

Harold pulled back on the reigns and his wooly mammoth and the beast slowed to a stop. He pushed his Stetson back and admired the open tundra of Pleistocene era Wyoming. The sun was cresting over the horizon and casting a golden hue across the cold morning.
Jamie was not having as pleasant a time. He […]

The OGN

Monday, December 12th, 2005

Storytime is delayed until later today. Instead of getting ahead this weekend I spent it working on The Graphic Novel.
I’ve been messing around with The Graphic Novel for a while now, and this weekend saw the shelving of the space pirate story and the dusting off of the misanthropic detective idea. Misanthropic Detective (not […]

Krieg in The Hague

Thursday, December 8th, 2005

It took Doctor Krieg a good ten minutes to recover from the hysterical laughter. He slouched against a nearby minion and dabbed at the tears in his eyes between aftershocks of giggling. “The Hague. You just threatened me with The Hague. Oh that’s just too precious for words,” said Krieg.
“I fail to see the humor,” […]

Krieg in Iraq

Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

“America’s problem is that it’s just too damn nice,” said Doctor Krieg, and sipped his coffee. He looked out from the veranda of the not-completely-destroyed hotel on the outskirts of Basra. Seated in a chair behind him was a nervous looking local informant. Unfortunately for the informant, he had been delivering information to the wrong […]

Krieg in Cambodia

Tuesday, December 6th, 2005

“I know you’re just doing your job but if you compare me to Pol Pot ever again, I’ll have your corpse ravaged by a prison population and mounted to the hood of my Hummer as a warning to future journalists,” said Doctor Krieg. He had been sitting here in a very hot Phnom Penh talking […]

Krieg of Kazakhstan

Tuesday, December 6th, 2005

“Normally Agent Nelson, this is the point in the conversation where I reveal my plans to you, ” said Doctor Krieg, and shot the spy in the stomach. He tossed the pistol at one of his minions, slumped into his throne and sighed. Krieg had grown sick to death of secret agents and spies. At […]

Ensign Red: Part IV

Sunday, December 4th, 2005

Ensign Red stood on top of a mountain of mangled robots and wondered if this was how heroes felt. To have overcome waves of enemies and crushed them, it filled him with he could only describe as righteous victory. Red found such thoughts self-indulgent and disgusting. He was now certain that the so-called heroes were […]