You Know What? Screw This.

Spit hiss snarl

I’ve been back online three days, and already there’s stupid drama that I don’t want to deal with. What am I — a magnet? Why do I care what other people think? I mean, really. Meridjet has been accused of being arrogant and superior and of talking down to people in a LiveJournal community. This Continue reading →

Rethink Required

I think I need a hug.

I have come to the reluctant conclusion that concerts are bad for me. I’ve been to three in the last two years, and they always leave me feeling depressed and emotionally volatile, as if they’ve exposed some secret emptiness that I wasn’t aware of til after the show… which then becomes this gaping maw that Continue reading →

Addressing Certain Rumors, and News

Normally, I wouldn't bother responding, but my friend (who's psychic) advised me to. So here goes...

Before I get to the news of lately, I want to clear up a certain rumor that is making the rounds in certain circles. Evidently, there is a lady I know who is harboring anger at me and is spreading rumors that I am a fake. While this is not something that particularly bothers me Continue reading →

Russian Hackers FAIL

Okay, I know that I probably shouldn’t do this, but… I can’t help myself. Not quite four weeks ago, I had someone attempt to hack into this blog. He tried 17 times to hack my password, but I guess I do okay at choosing passwords because he gave up and went away. My magical, mad Continue reading →

English Language FAIL

I’ve been combing the thesaurus and the dictionary for a synonym for “experience” (verb form). Did you know that, unless you have a very specific experience in mind (e.g. “feel” or “imagine” or “meet,” et al), there isn’t a good substitute? I need an adjective adverb form of “experience,” ending in -ly, and since there Continue reading →

Winters Are Like Leap Years

I had to leave the house a couple of hours ago to visit the next burg about 20 minutes from here (usually, at least). When I left, I knew I was in for potential trouble. See, this is south Texas, and people here are completely ignorant of how to drive in winter weather. It was Continue reading →

Website Review: Albernstein.com

A few items of intriguing synchronicity have occurred, which I think deserve bringing up to my favorite blog readers: you folks. 1) I am editing a new book for Immanion Press, and it’s on modern vampires and vampirism. I don’t want to give away anything in advance without checking with my boss and the author, so that will have to suffice. 2) I’ve recently corresponded with Michelle Belanger a few times, and am reading her Psychic Vampire Codex off and on. 3) Most recently, a LiveJournal ‘friend’ posted something I intend to include in this post on allegedly how to protect yourself from “emotional vampires.”

He included a link to the original source, and I’ve clicked over to check it out. Has anyone ever heard of

Los Angeles: City of the Soulsuckers

Here there be random bitching about celebrity.

Annie Leibovitz is a world-renowned photographer who was créme de la créme when I first started reading Rolling Stone magazine in the mid-70s. Who the hell are the Moral Majority to criticize a goddess such as she? Why in the hell should she apologize? Okay, wait, let me back up for those who haven’t heard.

Leibovitz evidently photographed 15-year-old Miley Cyrus (a.k.a. Hannah Montana) for Vanity Fair, including a shot of Miley’s bare back, with her front covered by a draped silk sheet in a sultry pose – if “sultry” to you means something on par with “double beds in the showroom window are pornographic.” Yet it is alluring – not sexy, but alluring – and it’s also a time-proven pose that was surpassed