The world’s longest Jason Webley interview.
I hope you enjoyed it. I enjoyed having the conversations with him, less so the transcription labor.
So what was happening while I was running this interview? My brother-in-law was called to fire duty in California and spent several days in the mountains near Big Bear. He is a firefighter in Orange County. As you can imagine, we followed the fire news with interest. We just heard Sunday that he’s back home safely.
On Sunday we caught Alien, finally. I laughed when I noticed that the name of the company is spelled W-e-y-l-a-n Yutani when it appears on screen. No doubt they added the D sometime before Ripley gets picked up.
I got an early start and scheduled the night as we knew we were headed to a party – so I published a couple of the stories from the location of the party we attended (I was Heat Miser, an experience I recommend). I came home mildly impaired and poured a big glass of vodka, which not only ultra-impaired me, it led to this and this. It’s interesting that the prior entry to these two by me was made literally only minutes previous and while I did experience a typo that I was too crosseyed to correct, it’s at least coherent (See below, under “Nevermore,” the second link).
Fortunately, I redeem myself with these entries:
Uncoded: A horrible tale of drink-induced blackouts and… well, it’s a technical matter.
Gumby Bare: A large bar patron expresses frustration for his unrequited lust.
Bum Poo: A teaser for Bum Poo 2.
Xombies: I like this one a great deal. It’s concise!
Chloe: why blog canonical cat pictures, when you can write a horror story about said feline instead? Spot the physics reference!
Bum Poo 2. Noted reviewer B2 reviewer raves, “I have seen the true face of horror.”
The Black-Crowned Night Heron, Part I: in which the mascot of some eco-lobby group is revealed to be an hideous criminal mastermind stalked by someone whose name rhymes with Seagull and his pal, Joe.