Captian's Log Thanksgiving 2025 27 Nov 202525 Nov 2025 Happy Thanksgiving. Today I am immensely grateful for my job. I have been out of work a long time, and a lot of us have been. It's probably only going…
Captian's Log Falling Leaf 24 Nov 2025 Thanksgiving is around the corner, and right now being thankful is an act of the will. It should not be. I have a huge opportunity in front of me with…
Captian's Log Not Unlike Death 21 Nov 2025 How beautiful, perfect, exquisite, was the coming death. He had never seen a ship glide so smoothly out of hyperspace. Here was craftsmanship beyond his ken. Vaguely, he guessed the…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Closure 18 Nov 2025 Dusting the top of the bed with some dirt, I lie down in the hotel, haunted by a sense of incompleteness. I had been one of the last to leave,…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Book Sale 17 Nov 2025 "You certainly have a beautiful catalogue. How could you ever part with any of these?" "Part? This is a library. We're all so concerned with hoarding our ancient volumes, we…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Mr. Clown’s Coffin Collection 16 Nov 202515 Nov 2025 "Welcome to Mr. Clown's Coffin Collection. Collectable coffins for the current count. Why stay in that drab old pine box you were buried in? I don't think any of you…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | A Taste 15 Nov 2025 The room was packed to standing by the time I got there. It wasn't every millennia one of the three coffins opened. I had been a fairly young vampire the…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Old Friends 14 Nov 2025 As my eyes scanned the faces in the crowd, I was unsure whether I wanted to find the one I was looking for. "Marqui!" a familiar voice called. I turned.…
Captian's Log What You Have Found 11 Nov 2025 You have killed God and are afraid of Him. The God of creation, of distinction, if you will, the God of prejudice, even of segregation. He creates by dividing one…
Captian's Log Darkening Stars 10 Nov 2025 The stars grew dark, the air too thick,the sky a bloody red,and now remark, those lights' hummed lick,were the shrieks of the dead… O Sanguine vault! Pockmarked with blackdepths of…
