Category: An Accidental Podcaster

Summer has always been my least favorite season. I hate being hot. I hate the earth being dry and cracked. I hate the grass turning brittle and brown. I hate the bugs. I especially hate the air being so humid that stepping out of my house smacks me with the instant sensation that I'm drowning… Continue reading I Am a Motherf***ing Shark

I hit a new achievement in my digital farming last night. My careful return on investment analysis for my digital crops at the beginning of the digital season meant I brought in more than enough profits to hire someone to build me a digital barn and expand my animal stock with four young cows, which… Continue reading Back To (Digital) Basics

I had just finished a phone call with an incoming student and was jotting down my notes when a shadow cast itself over my little cubby. I glanced over my shoulder to see the overly fake-helpful face of a coworker blocking the narrow entrance to my corner. Yay. "What's up?" I asked, noticing her pudgy… Continue reading I Hate Your Voice

I've always been an anxious person. I want to blame circumstance - my parents split up when I was very young, as the eldest child I had a lot of responsibilities put on me from a very young age, etc. - but truth be told, my anxious tendencies started long before that. One of my… Continue reading This Too Shall Pass

There are a variety of sayings we have in the RCM staff room to denote an acquiescence to calm. Varyar, for example, is a swimmer, so he favors the allegory of the problems being like water going over a duck. Hax reminds us of the Sith Code. Killer has a particular sigh. But my personal… Continue reading Zinger’s In The Cup

Monday night planning sessions for On Tap are by far one of my favorite times of the week. What started out as a weekly logistics meeting to plan guests and write questions has slowly evolved into something that is part steering committee, part writers' room, part true confessional. If ever I were to describe something… Continue reading Tap Time

Today is a good day. My last post talked about some of the issues that have come up to try and derail me in my empire-building, and I ended with the question 'what things are taking priority?' I think that scared the guys a little bit, because they spent the two weeks in between that… Continue reading The Important Things

It's been one of those weeks, writing-wise. Hell, let's be honest, it's been one of those weeks life-wise, too. The ones where you start quite a bit - snippet here, paragraph there - of a bunch of different projects, but can't get your thoughts together long enough on any one thing to see something through… Continue reading Priorities

It was a gorgeous spring day for my last community college visit of the semester. The atrium where the college reps tables were set up skirted a student art exposition showcasing their work for the semester - excellent, because I'd have the double bonus of increased traffic for my visit and get a more interesting… Continue reading Identity

It is April, 2006. I am nestled in one of the many crevices in the basement of the old math building, a colored pencil behind each ear as I furiously count tiny boxes. I'm modelling a number of different rule sets based around Conway's Game of Life - given a row of cells in one… Continue reading Chaos