“When you can snatch this pebble…”

I remember the intro to the 70s Old West meets martial arts television series, Kung Fu.  The old, venerable master, sitting cross-legged, a hand outstretched toward his student.  The student, a boy no more than thirteen, strikes quickly, trying to grab something, a small, black stone, from the hand of his teacher.  He isn’t quick [...]

Thursday, June 4th, 2009

The Abolition of Conviction

I found out this morning that Dr. George Tiller was shot and killed in the foyer of his church yesterday.
For those of you who don’t know who Dr. Tiller is, and why I care, I’d like to take you back to 1991, to the Midwest city of Wichita, Kansas. National right-wing and fundamental Christian [...]

Monday, June 1st, 2009

Your 100 Words: Death

They say it’s hard to let go once someone is gone, but if I were standing along side his grave, it would be easier than it is now.  There would be no uncertainty, for there is nothing more sure than death.  Once it’s over, after all, it’s over.  No, it’s much more difficult to visit [...]

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

The Impossible Dream

I was talking with Dax about the D&D campaign I’ve been running almost weekly for the last few months. Out of sheer curiosity, I asked what it was he wanted out of the campaign.
He could have answered anything from “a deep, meaningful roleplaying experience” or “a campaign of tactics and strategy” to “hack and [...]

Tuesday, April 25th, 2006