My first full day of being an official blog guy. On January 21, 2014. Confession of an OCD Writer. On September 18, 2013. On September 5, 2013. A month ago, I finally broke down and invested in technology.

Fri 23rd, March 2018. We drove all around France in it. It was an awful car, and I was always sick. I should probably apologise for this. I never drove it again. Oh, and before you ask, only my pride was hurt.

If the World is Flat, Why am I on Edge? Looking Out. Hey, bro, guess what just happened? For me, the evening felt momentous. Just four hours prior, I had been x-rayed by a machine that called itself Rapiscan. Would I have to remember to wear socks in preparation for l.

An open experiment in creative fiction by Stuart Nager. We used to think differently. That was beaten out of us. The notes played, flowing along the aural pathways. Twenty-nine Beats headphones plugged in, the varying colors echoing the twenty-nine varying mindsets. Eyes closed, some feet tapping along, some adding percussive finger drumsticks, some rocking, some swaying, others sitting still. One had to remind herself to breathe a couple of times.