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Dear gentle reader: this blog has been operating continuously since I was a teenager. The writing below is at least a decade old. In that time every molecule of my body has been replaced, along with many foolish ideas and flighty beliefs. I want to keep some of those things public out of an honesty and humility I owe the world. I trust you to carry that context with you.

Front page of NFD is back, by the way.

February 14, 2006 /

Hail Killroy!

“Perhaps if alcohol itself were given a holiday, it would fall into disuse the rest of the year as well.”

Which that story isn’t but still

February 13, 2006 /

“The Slush God: Are you totally sick of seeing rejected-writer-gets-revenge-on-editors stories in the slush pile? Have you ever read a good one?

Kelly Link: There is a wonderful epistolary story by a Canadian writer, Robert Boycuk, in which an editor is lowering himself into a terrible void, in pursuit of an author’s manuscript. It’s a sort of apology from the editor for how long it’s taken him to get back to the writer.

Otherwise, I can’t think of any off the top of my head. I’m sure there are some good ones out there. I would say that there’s probably a novel waiting to be written about hapless slush readers, but it would have to be very well done.”

February 12, 2006 /

It’s okay, Michelle Kwan. You are still invited to my birthday party.

February 9, 2006 /

So apparently my “include virtual” server-side commands (which make all the content appear at xorph.com/creator) have stopped working, and are now rendering as plaintext. Awesome! Luckily, I appear to have exactly two readers who actually go to that page instead of reading via RSS or LJ, so the tide of complaint and bewilderment has been, well, minor.

Of course, if you do read NFD via the front page, you won’t be able to see this, and if you don’t, you probably haven’t noticed the problem. So this is pretty much a reminder to myself to change the damn Advent webcam already.

February 2, 2006 /

I’m trying to cut out the soft drinks at lunch, but it’s a calories thing, not a caffeine thing. Today, around 1:30, I started getting very annoyed with the headache I’d suddenly acquired, and I felt too tired to concentrate on anything. It took me this long to realize it’s because I forgot to chew my half-piece of Jolt! gum after lunch.

This is like trying to quit smoking, but lamer.

February 1, 2006 /

I was totally wrong and I’m so happy about it! Over a year after I wrote about it with lovelorn pessimism, The Louisville Game Shop is thriving, with more stock and better shelving and multiple event nights every week. I am really glad this is the case! I congratulated Colin on that achievement when I went in to buy some gifts last month, and he said “thanks! It’s all thanks to you guys.” And I, in a greedy little kid way, was like yes. It’s thanks to me.