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Things have been quiet here at Coquetting Tarradiddles for the past few weeks. There are reasons for this, but they’re nothing too out of the ordinary. Let’s just say that things have been both Busy and Interesting, which is not always an altogether pleasant combination of activities. Some unfortunate and unavoidable legal issues arose with Brittany’s ex that needed to be dealt with, in addition to car trouble, work...
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As promised, here’s the next installment of Snowflakes In Autumn. I’m posting Chapter Five in two parts this week, although the division of this one runs a bit longer in the second half than the first. Today’s installment isn’t exactly brief, but rest assured you’ll get a little more meat on the bone when Thursday rolls around. Don’t forget to click the Donate button either in my sidebar or at the bottom...
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Surprise! I’m posting Chapter Four of Snowflakes In Autumn today, ahead of schedule and in its entirety. I’m not doing this to screw with you in some bizarre and cruel eternal modification of the schedule, but because I’m in a rather gloomy place right now and I don’t trust myself to not write anything I won’t regret later. Brittany and I are, once again, experiencing difficulties with Trey’s dad. Since...
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Today I conclude the third chapter of Snowflakes In Autumn. Tomorrow, I’ll post the essay I’d originally scheduled for Wednesday but had to postpone due to wanting every minute I could get with Trey before he left for his dad’s summer visitation. It was important to squeeze in every second we could with our little guy before he left home, for unfortunate reasons I’ll elaborate on in Friday’s essay. As for...
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Sorry, gang. I’m upsetting the schedule’s apple cart today, but it can’t be helped. Trey’s last day home has proven very busy, and I’m just not ready for it to end. And, since any time I would otherwise spend sitting at the computer pecking out an essay for your reading pleasure today is time that I wouldn’t be spending with my little boy before he goes away to his dad’s for a month, I’m...
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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.
