Scrambled Words and Toast. Do your words lay in clumps across the page, like scrambled eggs? Do they yearn for something more than a comma or a period? Do they need a fork to guide them, a menu to organize them? Do your words lose their meaning and look more like toast? It happened to… Continue reading →

  In an earlier post I wrote about a missing avatar, I admitted I was HTML intolerant. All those #@$#!! letters rupture brainwaves and accelerate my pulse I can’t find when holding my wrist, a sign that I’m a neurotic hypochondriac, as well as directionally impaired. Whenever my pulse gets a Black Sabbath vibe after… Continue reading →