Captian's Log 2018: Easter (Almost) 31 Mar 2018 It's hard to think that I began this blog one Easter ago, though with the strange accounting of dates for this holiday, that hasn't added up to a full year of…
Captian's Log 2018: Good Friday 30 Mar 201830 Mar 2018 So, for anyone interested, Jim and I are still at it (check The Wild Turkey for details, especially the comments.) I’d like to reflect on a theme the two of…
Captian's Log The Wild Turkey 29 Mar 2018 I was excited to get an argumentative comment on my blog today! I started to write a response, but its length wouldn't quite allow me to leave this in the…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 28 Mar 2018 I'm still fighting off a cold, and now my asthmatic lungs have decided to house whatever germs have been partying in my exhausted sinuses. The obvious remedy is whiskey, but…
Captian's Log Poem: The Deviant 27 Mar 2018 Check out: The Deviant I'm still sick, but still managed to cobble this poem together. Please enjoy.
Captian's Log 404 ERROR: Head Cold. Brain Not Found 26 Mar 201826 Mar 2018 Oh no, I’m sick. Drat. Brain stopped, sluggish thinking, I can’t really write well. I mused today upon two intermingled subjects, one to which I devoted a few hours and…
Captian's Log… Update: Eyes of God 25 Mar 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: “I am not blind, nor my sight perverted. I am Carrion Oraculi, the prophecy’s flesh.” Following the sound, I spy a dying…
Captian's Log Drip Drip Drop 24 Mar 2018 By means of an apology, I write this forward. An unsettling nightmare took hold of me this morning, one where people I love were divorcing. I tried somewhat to capture…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (On Dead Deer) 23 Mar 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: The hunt fulfilled, venison won, he sheds well-practiced discipline, the manner of his craft, and in soliloquy thus spoke: O deer, in sure movements how…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 22 Mar 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: I lose sight of him, his silhouette shrinking into the sun. Sitting in silence, I watch a contingent of beetles approaching my…
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