Actually, my weight doesn’t go down no matter what or how little I eat. What I need to do is exercise. Imma start doing that Real Soon Now, a term which, in sf/fantasy fandom, traditionally means “don’t hold your breath”. Anyway, I can spend time…

ON A TURNIP, DYING YOUNG a eulogy by Marian Allen I bought myself some turnips and they tied them in a bag. I brought them home in triumph, very happy with my swag. I put them in the pantry ’cause they’re turnips, right? They’ll keep.…

It’s no wonder I make stuff up. When I was a wee, innocent little child, before there was arugula and other greens that look like something you’d pay good money to eradicate from your lawn, restaurants that wanted to fancy up a salad would include…