Sad Shark

Who knew sharks could be misanthropic?

What is it?

Walking along the streets of Baltimore after running away from the Bouchcercon convention with my legs encased in rubber boots and my mind flying in the treetops. I and my camera encountered this. It sums up my stay in that fair city quite beautifully.

Steven Fried

Laugh 'til you weep, my Monday Blues hounds.

“The only reason I’m here is that I don’t yet have the moral courage to turn down the money.”

“A sensitive person receives fifty impressions where somebody else may only get seven. Sensitive people are so vulnerable; they’re so easily brutalized and hurt just because they are sensitive. The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalized, develop scabs. Never evolve. Never allow yourself to feel anything, because you always feel too much."

Marlon Brando in a profile of him done by Truman Capote for The New Yorker magazine in 1957 titled,
The Duke in his Domain.

On the Beach Mullet

Swinging Mothers

Double Standard

Dennis Hopper is one hell of a good photographer/artist.

Beware the Neutrophil!

If you're an evil bacterium.

The neutrophil to the right is smiling at you.

So is the one below.

They don't want you to be sick because you rode on an airplane with coughing, green-faced people. They are fighting for your right to breath. They rock!

A "Damn the Deadlines" Cuteness Buffer

A Star Forming Region from Hubble

Putting It Twogether

McGrrrrrrrrr

It is not unprecedented:

Why...

... can't Superman have a beer with his dad? It's about time the uber nerd of comics kicked back.

Question: if he is "super", how does Superman get drunk?

Thank you.

To bed!

Cheeky Monkey

A First

Collecting my thoughts and photos from a fabulous Bouchercon convention - thought I'd share one Ali Karim took of me heading to the podium to accept the Crimespree award for Best Anthology.




Hilarious. Me, in all my refined grace and glory.



May the second anthology, UNCAGED, have people reaching for mental soap all over the planet.


Has anyone seen my brain?

Maybe it's back in the hotel....

I Have Returned

...and boy, is every muscle in my body tired.

There was a blackish pile of Jen huddled next to the window on the two flights it took to reach home. My iPod majestically bubbled me from coughing, frat yapping and turbulence as I only occasionally winced when my head smacked into the window during a cloud bust.

My bed is lovely and warm and soon I will leave this swively seat to go there.

I miss my family (lord, what a huge family it is) and I am going through major hug withdrawal. There is never enough time...

More as blood returns to my brain, dear people.

To the right, is me, spiritually.

Below, me in scant minutes.

Your grateful girl.

And Boy Are My Arms Tired

My shoes and I are off to Bouchercon.

Packing for this trip has made me grateful for:

• iPods
• very large suitcases
• The internet
• wine
• vitamins
• alarm clocks
  

Getting to Baltimore means seeing people I care for dearly and becoming, quickly, so over stimulated that I will be like the Energizer Bunny on crack when I make it back here.


Be safe, everyone. That is a bipartisan 'be safe.'

Behind the Scenes

"Well, the front fell off!"

An oil tanker looses it's front off the coast of Australia and dumped 20,000 tons of crude oil into the ocean.

Senator Collins , a member of the Australian Parliament, appeared on a TV news program to reassure the Australian public. And it, in his own special way, entertain the pants off of viewers. This is pure Monty Python sans the need for writers and pure fakery via John Clarke and Brian Dawe.



Hilariousness via Bits & Pieces

I Am Iron Man!

Tuesday Evenings Sucked Into a Void