I put this on Tumblr earlier today. It deserves to be here, too, I think:   Two things jump out at me in this picture: 1. Holy shit those shoes are huge. 2. I don’t look nervous or uncomfortable; I look genuinely happy. That, combined with my haircut, makes me think that this must have…

It’s not that I don’t love telling stories, but I sort of feel like a band that’s been on tour so long — and having so much fun doing it — they haven’t gone into the studio to cut an album in so long, they’ve forgotten how to do it.

My Secret Santa looked deep into my soul, and gave me four + Q gifts that nailed the four points of my inner compass. They were all awesome, but it was the one non-gift in the box that was the best gift of all.

Here are three Star Trek-themed things that have come up recently. All of them made me laugh so hard I pooped a little, so they need to be preserved here for the ages.

Ryan's home for the holidays, before he moves far, far away for his new job (hey, check out my son! He graduated college last week, and he starts a great job in two weeks! Go Ryan!!) The first night he was home, I told him that the warm covers for the bed he's sleeping on…