Tired. So...tired.
We are a sleepy and weak Lizard. We have been all day. We do not know why. We are also talking in the plural. This bothers us.
Two undead done. The Bloodpool and the Tombstone Guardian are now comple…
A peaceful Saturday, following a stressful several other days.
Today's plans included meeting an old friend of mine from NYC, out here on a sort of smut writer's author's tour, but our schedules didn't coincide. Just a…
Sigh. Panda-related problems. It is extremely difficult for me to focus on work when someone I care for is not well. And I *have* to, because there's this 'mortgage' thing to be concerned with and middle-aged programmers…
Friday's programming crisis has passed. One of my coworkers made the mind-numbingly stupid mistake of assuming that a variable called 'x' actually *contained* 'x', as opposed to being merely a contributing factor to x …
"Tell us, Lizard, what is good in life?"
"To play Kingdom Hearts, to eat leftover beef ribs while reading Barry Ween, to take a nap with a kitty purring on your pillow."
(Should be read in a thick Austrian accent)
On …
Saturday. But let us first discuss Friday.
Friday began peaceably enough, after I ended up working until 7:00 on Thursday trying to mangle our code enough to explain to our clients that this time it would work, for sure…
This must be a Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. Fortunately, there is no large yellow bulldozer outside my condo.Or perhaps that's unfortunate. A life of roving the galaxy with a fish in my ear seems pr…
To quote Professor Farnsworth: "Good news, everybody!" The government is going to ban the Orbital Mind Control Lasers. Read it here.In other news...it's Wendesday, which is like Monday, except two days later. Found a bug…
Sign of a Monday: The burner which has the coffee pot on it is turned off, while the empty burner is turned on. This is the catch-22 of coffee: Until you have consumed it, you aren't competent to make it. This, in turn, …
The inevitable 9-11 post. Will likely offend.
When you believe the impossible, you become capable of the unthinkable.
Once the human mind has embraced a worldview which is incompatible with reality, it has become, to a…
Another day, another dolor.
That's not a typo.
Tomorrow is the anniversary of the WTC bombings. I will be morally obligated to post *something*, I suppose. My thoughts written last year still stand, though, as is to be…
"Trail of Glue".
I was cleaning out the clutter under my desk, at home, and found a scrap of paper with those mystic words written on it. What does it mean? It's my handwriting. What was I thinking? Was it a spell for a…
Since I'm sure you're all waiting with bated breath, it must be noted I finished the dragons yesterday, on schedule. Unfortunately, my other book proposals have been met with a rather lukewarm reception...hey, maybe I'll…
The all-important dragon-writing update: Screwed up the skill points on the dragon shark. For those of you who last played D&D in 1979, the game (from a design perspective) has become much more orderly. This is good …
What was this about liking weekends?
I woke up at 6:45 in a bit of a shock. For some reason, I had decided that Friday was September third, so I didn't have to worry about my deadline for my current project. Slight erro…
Ah, Sunday. A day to sleep until 10:00, then get up, and write about necromancers who implant cybernetic components into zombies.
I like weekends.
Since I have the slim possibility of slightly more free time looming …
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