I had Neil Gaiman not only respond to some posters I made for All Hallows Read but he wanted to host them on the official site. He’s always encouraging and retweeting them. I still pass out when I think about it.

What duck? Millennium hand and shrimp.

Not mine, but I made a Cthulhu pair for friends of mine that were getting married.

Men are just hardwired to be better at birthing babies than women. It’s science.

Loose cannons, all of them!

I've got diamond nails too. I have to soak them in water before clipping them otherwise it's impossible to get through. I've ranked nail clippers on strength and had some that refused to do the job even on wet nails.

Thanks!

Introverts Unite, but not together. Maybe in the same room, if we don’t have to talk.

Thanks! I want to run around in the grass celebrating then I remember it’s still raining and filling with mosquito larva.

Thanks so much! Hope you like it and it tickles something. That’s the latest option in Kindle feather I think.

I’m exhausted after a week of finishing author interviews and panicking over my book release. A few months back I sent out review requests, then it hits me, “Oh crap, that means I’ll actually get reviews.” So far it’s been a pretty good reception but that other shoe always dangles on the periphery.

Oh there were tons of neggings just to make me self conscious about anything to make her feel better. Body size, hair, teeth size, singing ability. You name it, she’d pick it to death.

I suspect in time that will be my sister. She’s been claiming she has cancer on and off for years. Luckily, she never fully commits and is too vain to ever shave her hair off. But she’s been making shit up for attention as long as I can remember. My parents never believed me, even now my Mom will still fall for it.…

TAMMY!

Ocelot prints look like cat foot prints only bigger and more awesome!

His name should be Buyer's Remorse!

For whatever crazy enzyme reason chipotle is the worse. I figure in a few years if I just go into a Chipotle I'll fall down dead. Then I'll be stuck working the McDonalds in hell or something.

It's been getting worse too, stupid dramatic immune system. I so look forward to the day when someone hides peppers in food to prove I'm wrong.

I have a pepper allergy. Like the kind that put me in the hospital because I thought I was having a heart attack or stroke one. It popped up out of nowhere, but whenever I tell people I get the eyeroll and the assumption I can't take the heat.

In college, my best friend got this idea to sand down and polish up a nut for her boyfriend to make a ring. She wanted it engraved. Every low end jewelry store in the mall refused to talk to her, wouldn't give her the time of day. So she visits a local high end one and not only do they engrave it, they give her a box…