…except by “was,” I mean “am.” Starting next week, I will become something I once was, for a brief time, and never thought I would be again.
A college student.
Sometimes our journey through life is a placid river voyage, with serene waters to guide us, and gentle changes in direction that are visible long before we approach.
Other times it is a blind rush through tangled undergrowth, thorns tearing at our flesh, while scavengers stalk us from the shadows, lured by the scent of blood dripping from wounded dreams.
When the incomparable Tami Clayton tagged me for the game that spawned These Questions Three, she also nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award. As with the Liebster Blog Award, rules must be followed so that interdimensional beings do not awaken and devour our world:
- Thank the person who nominated me.
- Include a link to his/her blog.
The astute blog visitor will notice I already linked to her blog when I thanked her. I’m efficient like that. You should see my sock drawer–there are also pants in there. If I need socks, chances are I probably need pants, too.
In the tradition of the recently-renamed Curse of the Devil-Possum–now with provocative photo illustration–comes another horrifying tale of an invader from another world. Read on, gentle blog visitor…
One Saturday afternoon I sat in my office at work, toiling at my desk. Out in the hallway, a thing darted through the air past my door.
I looked up. What was that? Some kind of flying organism?
But having work I wanted to finish before going home, I shoved my curiosity aside and began toiling once more. And once more, the Thing in the Hallway™ darted past my door, this time in the other direction.
Stop. Who would cross the Bridge of Death must answer me these questions three, ere the other side he see.
-Bridgekeeper, Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Okay, so really it’s more like “these questions eleven” than “these questions three.” And instead of a mystical bridgekeeper with wild hair and skin in desperate need of a soothing ointment, we have the delightful and always-pleasant Tami Clayton, who was kind enough to think of me when it was her turn to tag people for some sort of question-themed blog game.
But I couldn’t pass up a chance to deploy a Monty Python and the Holy Grail reference, now could I?
Much of my family is scattered across the country, so I haven’t been able to visit them as often as I’d like. When my grandmother arranged a gathering to celebrate my grandfather’s 90th birthday, I boarded a plane, looking forward to catching up with relatives I hadn’t seen in many years, including cousins I had never met before.
The trip involved a connecting flight in Detroit.
The Eye of Qegu
The ever-watchful eye never closes. Not for sleep. Not even for birthday surprises.
Today I’m happy to share the story of Qegu, the Giant Fish of Wonder, at Gloria Richard’s blog. Qegu’s battle against evil is tireless and eternal, but not thankless.
Be sure to check out the rest of Gloria’s site while you’re there. Friendly and always entertaining, she can be followed on Twitter @GloriaWrites.
When I was working on Kung Fu Theater: Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I spent quite a bit of time on YouTube going through videos, deciding which one to post. I ended up going with one of my favorite fight scenes, but I also considered the official US trailer: