100 Happy Days

I am trying to get my shit together. Habit RPG was helping with that, and is still, but around my birthday various bummers started crawling back the same way I always see things wiggling just at the edge of my vision. I’ve joked before that I wish I had the same kind of depression I did in my early twenties, the kind that came with a single-minded focus and drove me to constantly make things.  There’s a lot of stuff here that I’m not saying, that is boring, but the…

How long is time

The latest Perpetual Edge Case (a newsletter from the genius brain of R. Stevens) had, as usual, a couple good points. I like Tumblr and Twitter and all, but you’ll pry my website from my cold, dead pizza cutter prosthesis. No corporate platform is going to keep your stuff up out of nostalgia. Host it yourself or go the way of Geocities. And I felt bad for my little abandoned blog. And my other abandoned blog. And then I missed RSS. But fuck it, whatever, right? I’ve been posting into…