I am a sick man...I am a spiteful man. I am a physically healthy man, full of vigor, though I believe my mind is diseased. I know nothing about it, which maybe also explains the depression and the ADHD (self-diagnosed) and the sometimes intrusive thoughts of violent death (mine and...

I find it strange that there are people who are willing to pull all-nighters trying to figure out what's gone wrong in their Oracle implementation, or who discuss at length the merits of Oracle on-premise vs. cloud and spend an incredible amount of time and effort gaining deep knowledge about...

The title. It's something that hit me when I squashed a fly minding its business in the yard earlier today. I reached out with a hovering foot and sent him out of the game. It was a big fucker and he left a reddish streak on the light grey tile....

"God is dead." People love this quote. Google "God is dead" and you'll see all manner of wallpapers and inspirational images with this beloved Nietzschean declaration. There's something gleeful about it; triumphant. Sometimes you see it in the expanded versions of the quote: "God is dead. God remains dead. And...

Going on livescore.com

Greece - Sweden, 2-1. Ha, fuckin Swedes suck. They keep showing up but play like molasses, no flair or imagination and ultimately boring and disappointing. Like Ikea furniture. Imagine the Greeks scoring more goals than you. They come bearing gifts indeed.

Spain - Kosovo, 2-0. Only? Weak. Probably...

Poor people in America have a home with four walls and a roof over their heads that they didn't have to build out of bricks, mud, and corrugated scraps of metal. 
Poor people in America have light and electricity. 
Poor people in America have indoor heating.
Poor people in America have...

I'm only posting this after I finish the short story 'TGWGC' where, I think, there was a breakthrough. I imagine this is what therapists talk about when their patients finally understand something that was staring them in the face their entire lives. For the first time, maybe ever, I feel...

The faint sound of sirens

On his way home

Steve, let's call him Steve