Lifeless in Reading and Writing

I remember the first book I ever read. It was a pink hardcover edition of Alice in Wonderland, and for a boy at age 8 or 9 still pretending to be a cop or a cowboy, or one of Batman’s villains (I’ve always rooted for the bad guy) it was probably the least appealing marketing … Continue reading

Food for Negligence… Also, lifeless but it doesn’t fit…

Intricate… nothing, I just really like that word; it always sounds so… intricate… A few nights ago I fell asleep watching a documentary about how the apocalypse is going to hit on 2012. It’s not the most ideal graphic bedtime story, but hey the night before it was about the seven gates of hell that … Continue reading