Here we have it, friends. This is my Halloween tribute to my dearly departed grandfather. I call it, “The Most Sarcastic Jack-O-Lantern of 2010”. “But KZ,” some of you are probably thinking, “that pumpkin doesn’t look very sarcastic to me.” For those of you not in the know, the name of my pumpkin is a…
Month: October 2010
Messages from the Dark
Inexplicably, I woke up this morning with a large scratch running lengthwise down my chest and stomach. It wasn’t there before I went to bed last night. My friends, if you didn’t believe me before about the authenticity of my previous ghost wound, then get a load of this. Yeah, yeah, I know — I’m…
Lessons Learned from a Broken Blog
I broke my blog late last week while attempting to enhance the layout template. At the lowest point, my homepage was taking twelve agonizing seconds to load, and the comment box would send you to a blank error page when you clicked the submit button. The worst of it, though, came when I rushed through…
Comments are Broken, and WordPress Sucks
WordPress 3.0 is giving me all kinds of trouble with the comments. Whenever I attempt to post a reply through the comment form, I’m taken to a blank error page. Not good. I may not be able to fix the problem before heading to sleep Thursday night, so I’ll probably have to leave the blog…
This Writing Thing is Harder than it Looks
One of the earliest lessons that I learned as an aspiring writer is that the key to writing well is never losing your nerve. Although writers are separated from their audiences by distances of time, proofreading, and revisions, there is an undeniable element of performance in the act of writing which can make a writer…
“Abbott & Costello” Ain’t Got Nothing on “Dawn & KZ”
This is how the conversation went, to the best of my recollection. This is probably the last time that Dawn will ask me to do her a favor. Dawn: Can you remind me to take my sewing machine home when we come back to your place tonight? Kevin: Hey Dawn, don’t forget to take your…
Fear of the Dark and Subsequent Scars
For a good while during my early childhood, it never occurred to me that the darkness of night was something to be afraid of. Back then, I had no idea that malevolent spirits lingered in the shadows, or that vampires and demons flourished under the cover of night. How could I have known that spectral…