You know.  That guy.  Yes, you do.  The one who’s always there.  Nondescript.  Not smart, not dumb, not a jock, not a geek.  Just… that guy. What was he wearing?  Jeans.  Maybe khakis.  A black jacket.  Possibly navy blue.  Leather.  Probably.  Dress shoes or Chucks, definitely one of those.  Or cowboy boots.  Or were they ... more

Why does Marcus Mumford’s voice fix the majority of short circuits in my brain (be they stress, exhaustion, hunger, lack of caffeination, frustration, or otherwise induced)?  Not a clue.  Frequency thing, I suppose. To be honest, I don’t really care why it works. Marcus Mumford with T-Bone Burnett, Elvis Costello, Rhiannon Giddens, Taylor Goldsmith, and ... more

Finished it. In more than a little awe of the collection and of Older. You should go read it. Now. Why are you still here? Go! ... more

After the sheer cliff face climb that was making my way through Homicide: A Year on the Killing Streets (which I loved and would file on the “psychologically difficulty but worthy” list) my brain and soul needed a bit of a holiday.   Older’s first novel, Half-Resurrection Blues, was released this month and featured on a blog I eyeball from time to time ... more

Between you, me, and the inter webs, the only reason Thor can lift that hammer is Daddy’s desire to keep his throne room free of debris.  The epic tantrum thrown the last time someone suggested Thor wasn’t worthy…  that kingly chair will never be the same and neither will Freya’s shoe collection. If he didn’t drink so ... more