Category: Writing

Tech Support Super Hero, or, How I saved a life while working phones

Back at the turn of the decade, I was working for a company that did outsourced tech support for Logitech.  I helped out people with new gaming gear, got speakers installed and working, taught people about bluetooth, and helped lots of people with webcams.  Well, mostly grandparents and cam girls.  Lots of cam girls. Who often offered free credits to… Read more →

The Time Lord Warp

A little parody I wrote a bit ago.  Enjoy.  Or don’t.   Its astounding, Time is fleeting, Many bodies, one soul. We’ve got Capaldi, (Not for very much longer) Then a new Doctor will keep control.   I remember, watching the time wars, Thinking of the moments when, Regeneration would happen,   And the fans are calling, CAN THE DOCTOR… Read more →

The Rose Queen of Crime

Due to joking about the wildly talented Rebecca Rose’s handsome husband dressing in a Harley Quinn esque uniform, and her playing the Joker, I have this stuck in my head.  (Work in progress)   She strolled into the bank to the sound of organ music, no one sure where the sound came from.  A purple dinner jacket flapped like a… Read more →

Cicada’s Promise

Three nights ago, the wind blew with fervor, And red brown dust darkened the air, I watched close my porch, a keen observer, By dawn, not a drop landed there.   Two nights ago, Zeus’s chariot rolled, As flash after spark lit the night, Thunder shook, it promised, it told, Of rain still absent by first light.   Last night,… Read more →

On Hamilton, and the meanings of “Father” and “Son”

“Son”   “Don’t call me son.” I’m listening to Hamilton: An American Musical this morning while driving to work. I often skip Meet Him Inside. I get… emotional. I’ve read that Lin-Manuel Miranda has a good relationship with his father.  He must know someone who doesn’t though, that he could channel.  He has a view of those words, father, son,… Read more →