Yesterday my little brother got married, and I was the best man in the ceremony. It was wonderful. I’m going to keep the details private, because sharing with the entire internet the particulars of a very special family event is just weird. However, I will say: I have always felt that weddings should reflect the…
Last summer, at the Creation Grand Slam convention in Pasadena, there was a tribute to Gene Roddenberry. I was asked to speak at the tribute, and I eagerly agreed. However, the tribute was going to conflict with a show that I was in at the ACME, so I couldn’t be at the tribute. By the…
Spudnuts is a familiar name to the regular WWDN reader. He makes me, and everyone else, laugh and think, and laugh some more. He also types in this form. That. Is. Very. Unique. Well. I recently read something he wrote, and asked him if I could post it here, because I thought it was really…
It’s nearly 10PM. The kids are with their dad, leaving Anne and me in an empty, quiet house. We sit at our dining room table, Ferris asleep at our feet, the 85 degree Southern California air stirred only by a single fan in our air-conditioner-less house. We’re reading. She reads a magazine, I read a…
