Frank's Rotating Lighted Blog of Considerable Mass

I know, it's not Sunday, but here I am blogging. I don't always blog on Tuesday, but when I do, I've been drinking ...

Hold your metaphorical hats tight on your allegorical heads, gentle readers, for today I am full of... .news. I saw a bunch of you mouthi...

Brain chemistry is a tricky bag of worms. Or is it cat of bags? You see my problem today. Many people must resort to LSD or mushrooms...

Tonight is the night! I speak of course of the season premiere of AMC's brilliant  The Walking Dead , which begins again tonight. A...

Back in January, I met my personal writing Muse, the plain-spoken Visavarevagitaga. You can read abut our first meeting here . I didn...

Yeah. I know. I have a thing about skeletons. I blame my fascination on stop-motion animation master  Ray Harryhausen . Even if you do...

I had a mild case of the Black Death this week. Or maybe it was a touch of Ebola. Either way, it left me so weak I am barely able to water ...

If you're an author, you're supposed to have a Muse. It's an ancient tradition, stretching all the way back to early Greece, ...

I don't usually waste time on new year's resolutions, for the same reason I stopped putting teeth under my pillow -- the effort is...

Everyone faces milestones in their lives. Your first bike. Your first bloody nose. Your first completely groundless and utterly absurd ar...