Eleven-year-old Arthur wakes up to find an ancient wizard sharing his brain. Monday, June 23, 2008. Once the battle was over and my extreme focus receded, I again became aware of my surroundings. I probably was in one of the filthy snow banks that lined both sides of the road. That thought grossed me out enough that I immediately tried getting up.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011. Now, the criminal underworld is so powerful that it. Has run the kingdom for at least decades. It has access to magically enhanced super assassins who are next to impossible to stop. Thus, the local mob kills the leaders who would get in its way and allows those who cooperate to assume power.

Friday, June 19, 2009. Jimmy Carter and False Eliza Dushku. Jimmy Carter almost killed me last night. The dream was rather complex, but the punch line was Carter driving this impossibly huge tractor. I managed to get myself in front of the blades of the plow. Then I woke up with a jolt of fear. I realized it was only a dream and chuckled at it before going back to sleep. I get dissed even in my sleep.

This is just a place where I can try some experiments. No one who wanders in here should take anything seriously that he or she sees. Thursday, February 19, 2009. Unhappiness begins when one realizes that one is a weirdo, a misfit. Given that the human is a tribal animal, this distress is an understandable survival instinct. A rough contentment begins when one realizes that one no longer cares that one is a weirdo. Saturday, December 20, 2008.