— “Bed, Bath, and Oh, God, Run,” my short story about draugr — old Norse “after-walkers” — and curtain shopping, is finally, finally available. You can head on over to Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine and order/download your copy today. I haven’t read the whole thing myself yet, so I can’t vouch for the contents of this issue specifically, but ASIM has never let me down before. And, I mean, I really like my story. That might be worth the price of admission alone.
— The trees out here in California are, like, stupid tall, you guys.
— I won’t be joining Ello. Partly because I honestly don’t think it’s going to work, but mostly because I just don’t have it in me to get started on yet another social network. I mean, I gave Google+ the old college try and look where that got us. Just this sad looking link to a digital ghost town at the top of my Gmail.
— This was far more entertaining than it really had any right to be:
— And this kind of cemented the fact that Tim Burton’s Batman is the best Batman:
Well, OK, the animated Batman based on Tim Burton’s Batman is the best Batman, even though Heath Ledger’s Joker might actually carry The Dark Knight to the position of best Batman movie, Christian Bale be damned… Look, my point is Danny Elfman’s score just absolutely embarrasses all the other versions. I could listen to it until the end of time and never get tired of it.
— Hey, so, how about that NFL, am I right? How much do they suck right now? Thank God they’re not some billion dollar organization operating with a sneering disdain for both the law and common decency.
— Seriously, where’s Batman when you need him?