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If you’re not from Texas, you probably won’t understand Texas. But one thing you can understand about Texas is that it is a strange and silly place, not entirely unlike Camelot. Except without all the singing. Here in Texas, we have a governor. His name is Rick Perry. He has great hair. And that’s about all I can say about him, according to the international rules of motherly advice of the ‘if you can’t say...
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In an effort to get Trey excited about the holiday season, we’ve taken to the practice of watching a Christmas movie with him every night, an endeavor which has proven to alternate between being mostly rewarding and occasionally infuriating, depending on the film. When the nightly movie is something like the 1964 TV special Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer or 1969′s Frosty the Snowman, I can easily slip into the long-ago mindset...
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Today’s essay is a little different from what I’ve been writing as of late, and I hope that my faith in my readers is not misplaced when I tell you that I think you can handle this. It’s nothing new or revolutionary, or even unique. It’s just a few of my personal reflections on Christmas and religion, and a few things in-between. It’s a little long and a little messy, but it’s what came out when I sat...
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Today’s essay was originally going to be about a subject near and dear to my heart but, for whatever reason, I don’t feel like writing about how hard rock and heavy metal could heal the world right now. (No, it’s not as preposterous a thesis as it sounds, except that it is. Only, it isn’t.) Currently, I find myself mired in the miserable funk of an exhausting depression for which no one cause can be either blamed or...
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I have a fantasy that comes to me in my dreams at night, and then lingers in the corners of my mind throughout the long shadows of the day. It is a wondrous dream, filled with hope and elation and, eventually, bitter resentment and terrible regret. In my dreamworld, I live and work and walk amongst a citizenry composed of my peers, who see the world though a lens of reality and who pursue Truth in life through rational thought and logic. ...
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Kristian Bland
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Occasional Geek
I'm a former Webmaster turned Journalist turned Systems Administrator. I once thought I could recreate Spider-Man's web fluid, but only ended up staining the driveway of my friend's parents when some of it spilled out and went runny. Eventually, I became a caustic tech geek, which I'm pretty sure inspired the character of Dr. Gregory House, although the bastards never credited me. Later in life, I'd go on to have a horrific experience in publishing that I don't talk about, except to talk about how I don't talk about it. Later still, I became a web editor and columnist for a Hearst newspaper, where I excelled at being Me until my entire department was unceremoniously laid off. After that, I spent about six months being pretty busy not being busy. It sucked. Then, after missing the light of my radiant glory casting its warmth upon the newsroom for long enough, the paper called me up and asked me back. So I went back. And then I left again. And here we are.
