Frank's Rotating Lighted Blog of Considerable Mass

Today I'm embarking upon a grand experiment in greed. Oops. Did I say greed? I meant publishing. Specifically, I've entered a tit...

MidSouthCon 30  has come and gone, and I'm pleased to say I was there for it. I'm not going to post each and every photo I took, ...

Oh yeah. I tweet. I have tweeps. I can hashtag and @FF and RT with the best of them, baby. I'm referring of course to  Twitter , wh...

Good morning, gentle reader!  Sorry for the week-long absence. But it's been a very busy week, filled with syringes and dosages and lac...

Have you stuck your head out the door lately? If so, you may have noticed a few things. Economic catastrophe. Political turmoil. Weather ...

Fletcher is home!  Home, and resting comfortably in his usual spot below the TV. Max is happy to have his buddy back. We gave him his f...

It's been a worrisome week here at Casa Tuttle. As many of you know, dogs outnumber humans here by a ratio of more than two to one. M...

Gird thy loins, gentle reader, against this brief but patently self-serving blog post, in which I hawk  Passing the Narrows. If you'r...

Everyone is doing it. No, not metabolizing oxygen or that other thing (hoarding great hoops of Colby Jack cheese).  I speak of the newest...

No one needs to remind me that times are tough, and 'extra cash' is quickly gaining the same mythic status shared by Bigfoot and Ne...