Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
Skype Quit
Thank you, Skype. I'm fully aware that if I quit you, I won't be able to send or receive messages or calls. I'm well aware that that's what 'quit' means. I wouldn't have clicked on 'Quit' had I not been aware of that fact. I don't really need you to remind me of...
Otterbox Defender
I just had one of these arrive in my mail: My initial reaction to the Otterbox Defender so far has been that, overall, I like it. It's a solid construction with a reasonably attractive design. It appears to provide decent protection for my iPhone 4, especially the...
Don’t Hide Your Webcomic
I saw this tweet from Nate Piekos (of Blambot) the other day and immediately cheered (at least, in my head): Webcomickers, don't make me search for the comic on your site. Front & center!That's why I'm there. Any other content is secondary.— Nate Piekos...
Fiction
Quoth the Raven
I laid on my back on the forest floor, the deadfall beneath me striving vainly to push me closer to the sky. Perched above me a black raven rested on a branch, peering intently down at me, just as it had for the last two hours. The creature never moved, never blinked,...
Deck Tremor
Captain Adriana Milosovic felt the deck tremble beneath her feet. It was subtle, barely even there at all, and yet it was enough that her senses came to high alert. She glanced around the bridge at her crew, but they were all engaged in their own tasks. No one else...
Smoke and Metal
The Priest lifts the lid away from the box and sets it to the side. The smoke inside the box swirls before him like an angry storm but remains in place for the moment. He dips a finger into the smoke, drawing out a long tendril of grey vapor. Then, with his other...