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I heard their approach - sprightly, cacophonous; foreboding - and immediately had the silent alarm go off in my head. Kids!Kids!Kids! I was on my feet, swinging around the desk and hopping over my camera bag to get to the door. Just in time. It clicked shut just as they rounded the corner, shouting and…

I apologize for today’s late entry but it was a busy day capped by a big t.v. night: I’m the three hour Survivor finale followed by what I believe was the fourth to last episode of The Sopranos. Spoilers to follow so if you don’t want to be spoiled, stop reading….NOW!Well, maybe not now exactly…

If Lost and Gilligan’s Island have taught us anything, it’s that being stranded on a deserted island doesn’t have to be a miserable experience. Amidst the adventure, exploration, and occasional crazed gorilla or polar bear, there is also opportunity for some downtime activities like ping pong, musical theater, and, I can only assume, watching dvd’s.…

Whenever people would ask me: “Joe, when did you first start writing creatively?”, I’d always hearken back to the dreadful little horror and science fiction stories I used to pen in fourth grade. But, upon further reflection, I realize now that my artistic spirit was awakened even earlier. Truth is I started spinning inventive little…

Lawren walks into the writer’s room carrying an enormous book and sporting an equally enormous grin. Everyone’s eyes light up. They know it’s a package for me. And they know exactly what it contains. I dive into the sea of packing peanuts, tossing aside the ice packs, and fish out the prize - or prizes…

The other day, I caught up on the Hugo nominees for Best Short Story. Yesterday, I checked out the stories in the running for Best Novelette. Paolo Bacigalupi does a masterful job of conveying the sense of utter despair that pervades his protagonist’s world in Yellow Card Man. Michael Flynn’s Dawn, Sunset and the Colours…

Given my hectic schedule of late, my recent dinners have consisted of take-out, delivery, and the occasional home-cooked meal. Not that I’m complaining. Sometimes, baked chicken wings and double quarter pounders with cheese are a welcome change of pace. But until the day Fondy starts making Toulouse sausage-stuffed game hen on a regular basis, or…

As most of you probably already know, Stargate SG-1’s 200th episode has been nominated for a Hugo Award in the category of Best Dramatic Presentation Short Form, up against a Battlestar Galactica and about a half-dozen episodes of Dr. Who. While checking out the various other categories, I noticed that a number of the nominees…

Someone I know attended a seminar the other day, one of those self-empowerment love-ins where attendees are exhorted to: a) tap the hitherto unexploited reservoir of energy hidden deep inside them and, b) oh, by the way, purchase oodles of instructional books, CD’s, and t-shirts. Whenever I hear about these How to Live Your Life…

“We had some lamb tonight,”my mother informed me. “It was very good. But not as good as the lamb we had in Vancouver.” That goes without saying. The lamb my mother had in Vancouver was, in her estimation, the best she had ever eaten - so, whenever she comes to town, a trip to Lamb…

I receive a lot of comments about the food pics, people marveling over the delicious-looking dishes. But, truth be told, they’re not all winners. For every spectacularly memorable meal I sit down to, there are twenty that don’t even merit a mention. And there are one or two that I’d just as soon forget. Although…

I’m usually not one to check out DVD commentaries because I find them not all that interesting and, quite frankly, a little depressing. Still, with ten minutes to kill in my cardio work-out sometime last year, I decided to check out the commentary on an episode of a terrific HBO series I was watching on…

They say “You are what you eat”, but I think a more appropriate axiom would be “You are what you watch”. As someone who spent a good part of their formative years parked in front of a t.v., I can honestly say that what I watched as a kid helped shape me into the unique…

So I was strolling across the lot today, on my way to snap a pic of Jason Momoa’s bitchin’ ride, when I happened to notice a guy in a funny suit having his face smeared with gel. I suspected something was up. I suppose the guy standing off to the side clutching the flamethrower tipped…

I was on my way back to my office when my cell phone rang. I snapped it up, “Hello?” “Hi, this is Rachel from Dr. Hartloper’s office,”said Rachel from Dr. Hartloper’s office. “Are you on your way in?” Awwww shiiiii- I checked my watch. 10:10 a.m. “What time is my appointment?”I asked, wondering if I…