Getting Back to it!

So, I’ve once again gone silent for no really good reason save for feeling extremely tired and beat up. I will TRY not to let that happen again but I can’t guarantee it… not that I ever do.

So here’s what I have coming up for this page. First off, a refit is coming from WordPress into Drupal 7, using my Bookshelf feature set as the base for all my stories. The extra configuration and setup should allow me a lot more freedom with how I present everything to you all. I hope it includes some great mobile layouts and such for all of you.

Second, I have some ideas for non-scifi stories that I’m not sure I’ll be able to write. They are of course pointing at some of todays social issues and I want to keep things from being too harsh. But at the same time these stories are drifting in my head. I’ll work on them and then post them and see what sticks.

Time to try and write at least some thoughts for the page over the next several weeks. Got to get back into my interests. Also going to try and get back into shape. I’ll keep you up to date on how that is going.


Healing and ideas

So, I’ve finished surgery. It’s been a bit over two weeks since my gall bladder was removed, and while I’m still sore I’m getting better. Right now I’m back at work and I’m doing alright as it stands. So Time to start working on ideas and coming up with ways to make new things.

First thing is I am going to start taking notes in my OneNote app on my Lumia 950. I need to just jot down quick ideas and story thoughts when I can and I’d advise anyone else who wants to do more writing to do the same.

Second, I need to finish my feature set in Drupal for Bookshelf Open. It’s getting close and while I want to get a better setup for the User side and create something for admin as well, I need to plan out the next variants. I’m also going to need to bite the bullet and FINALLY try and really learn php code.

Another thing I want to pursue is creating Universal Windows Apps. These apps would be windows 10 based programs allowing someone to be on or and not have to be in a browser, maybe offline download some story content and such. Anything I can think of and develop up. It be interesting. Even if all I create is just an app for me or others to build their stories on and upload to the site.

I WANT to do all of this. If I actually do or pull it off is another thing.

Hospitals Suck!

So I ended up in the hospital. My gall bladder is full of stones it seems and a particularly tenatious one has logged itself in the shared duct from the bladder, liver, and Pancreas. So I’m a bright shade of yellow and feeling like crap.

I’m just trying to adapt to my situation right now and pondering some things. Maybe write some things up into this blog while Iay here as I  don’t have access to anything right now.

I think right now all I really want is something solid to eat. I’d take cereal, maybe a nice ice cream treat. Anything. I’m living off IV fluids and Clear Liquids.

I’m in the VA medical system, so while I’m not paying for anything out of pocket Iam just laying here unable to do much of anything else. lots of time left on my own with nothing to do but watch tv and read small internet stuff as there is a nice big filter on this network. And since I have a lot of security on my accounts, I can’t even do those without constantly calling for reauthorization. My phone is nearly dead, so it’s on a power conservation routine.

Right now mostly I just want to be fixed so I can go home. I want to be back to work and living and getting though the day happy.

That’s all I got. maybe Ican just post a ton of stuff as I write it and such. A little free writing and all.


The Match

History is a lesson in cycles. The cycle repeats over and over again. Civilizations, nations, republics, empires rise and fall. One group dominates another, some try to co-exist, war is followed by peace, expansion is followed by decline. Some people fight it, some welcome it, and others just try to get by.

Whatever the spark had been, it didn’t really matter at this point. Things were falling apart, and while some were using it as an excuse to attack people they hated for even the pettiest of reasons, others were doing their best to bring some order back. We couldn’t stop it from falling apart, but we could try to put it back together.

It all started with one black guy getting taken down. Nothing out of the ordinary, guy had a record big as I was tall. He resisted arrest, attacked both an officer and an elderly woman who was just trying to get some food for her cat. The arresting officer took him down, maybe with a bit more force than usual, but that’s how it goes.

It’s happened before, no one cared about how many people this guy had hurt, or stolen from, or even if he’d almost killed them. He got a booboo when he was taken in so they started screaming about brutality. Protested in the middle of the city. Happens almost all the time it seems these days.

This time though, someone had the bright idea of showing the protestors their place. It was a massacre. Almost a hundred dead, hundreds more maimed and seriously injured. The match had been lit, and it didn’t stop burning until it hit the fuse. Now the bomb was set to blow.

And blow it did. Now the city is in a full on race war. People, just living their lives now having to run in fear, hide from one side or the other. You look white, one side kills you. You look like a criminal, the other side lynches you for “justice.”

The churches, synagogues, and mosques have become refuges for the innocent looking to get out of the firing line. Entire lives burned to ash for the simple crime of not being the same as the arsonist who lit the flame. We aren’t getting any help from the state, or the Feds. It’s on us to go out there and try and bring order to the city.

The Mayor tried to tell us to stand down, to let it burn itself out. The problem is that it’s not. It’s only getting worse. Our duty is to the people, not the politicians, or the ideologies at play here. We’ve got our gear, our guns, and our duty.

Protect and Serve.

May God have mercy on us all.

Update on Life

So, it’s been a bit since I wrote a blog post for here. Let’s just say it’s been busy and I haven’t been able to really do much save for some gaming (Halo 5), some occasional archive work, and maybe running ideas through my head but never onto a file. I know I need to work on that.

Right now I’m looking at Drupal 8 and trying to get a Drupal 8 install up to parity with my Drupal 7 Bookshelf profile layout. I’m not sure if that will matter long term, but it’s what I’m doing right now. I’m also still looking for help on the archiving and such.

Want to write a ton of stories and try and finish up several chapters and go from there on my fics. It be fucking kick ass if I just had a ton to drop all at once and such. We’ll see how that works. I’m still typing out things right now.

AS it relates to the Drupal 8 build, I have an issue I’m certain will come up, Story Navigation.

The way I have things setup right now requires the use of a third party module that is NOT available in Drupal 8. The easy way to handle navigation however does NOT make User Content Creation easy at all. I’m going to have to investigate potential solutions.

I’m not sure what the best option will be long term but we’ll see what we can see.

I’m going to try and play and review games on my shelf, and books, and everything in between, anything to add more content onto the pages.

Saturday Project Ideas!

So I have started trying to get myself out of the rut I allowed myself to fall into. It’s time I took some time to plan these projects I’ve been thinking off.

First thing, to all who do read my posts and stories thank you. If you like that than please share my posts with your friends. Leave comments in my comment section as well. There is nothing better than knowing what I write actually interests people. If you like that then think of throwing a few dollars to me via Paypal or Patreon.

Projects are what we call things that take up a lot more than just a simple instruction page. They are things that involve resources, information, hard work, and a bit of dedication.

I want to bring a tiny community to the Granbury, TX area. I think it is a great place to do so. Far enough outside DFW that you can enjoy the natural beauty of the Texas geography, but close enough to go and enjoy Ft. Worth’s sites.

First though I want to build my own. I recently ordered Tumbleweed Homes construction DVD. It’s in the mail and will provide a lot of good information. I also ordered a book on tiny house design.

This however brings me to a problem. Just buying a trailer for the build is $7,000USD before you take into account delivery. That gets you to close to $10KUSD I don’t own a truck that could transport it either.

One of the places I want for my tiny town is on the Brazos and costs $270,000USD.

So I guess part of the solution now is figuring out the financial part.

Of you like the idea of a Texas big tiny house town than I will appreciate any support for the idea. Material, moral, or financial.

I would also hope if you like the idea you would support it by setting up shop here. I definitely would be willing to help anyone who wants to build a tiny house RV or cottage in this projected community. You can also help develop businesses for income here.

I don’t know if this will work out, but one should be willing to try.

I will post GoFundMe links here shortly for the projects. Maybe we can do something big with little homes!

It’s about more then just your Feelings

I saw this article linked on Facebook on one of the groups I follow.

You can read it here, but I can already tell you a bit about it. It’s basically a condemnation of futurists because they might be mostly white old men as opposed to young trans-gendered whatevers.

I’m getting sick and tired of these children trying to make everything about their private parts and how they are being oppressed by having to go to a different bathroom then they want to. These children seem to think the world is nothing but a racist sexist world, and that all their problems can be laid to rest at the feet of white men. They refuse to accept that their failures are on them, and not on anyone else.

They refuse to accept that a persons destiny is decided by them, but only if they will take responsibility for it.

I doubt the will grow up, because they have been raised to believe they don’t have to live with the consequences of their actions.

Sci-fi is supposed to be about the future, about dreaming of a world that we could reach. They focus however of this SJW BS on only the most superficial of aspects.

This is supposed to be able looking to the future and seeing a world we can strive for. Or looking to one of our possible futures as a warning.

Books like 1984 and Brave New World.

Television and Movies like Star Trek and Star Wars.

I’m worried that this generation only thinks in terms of what’s cool and what is in it for them singularly. WE were all trying to come together and become one happy human race in the Civil Rights Struggles of the 60’s, the Economic and Cultural Struggle of the 70’s, the Cold War and the rebuilding of hope through the 80’s and 90s. We hit the turn of the millennium, and after 9/11 everything went straight to Hell. And it hasn’t started getting better yet.

The new Racists are the ones who are trying to blame all of societies ills on white men. The ones who are trying to say only certain lives matter and a hashtag is all you need to start a campaign of hate.

I look the future without the hope I used to because of this. I end up drowning myself in a sea of old stories, tv shows dedicated to science and learning about how one can learn about science. (Mythbusters)

President Obama was elected his first term on Hope and Change. On the idea that We Could Do This. I voted McCain… I’m afraid I was right in that vote now. He didn’t bring us hope and change. He bought us division and condemnation if we didn’t march lock step with him. He said we’d already been to the moon and cancelled out return there. He has not supported new ideas and new hope.

At least it feels that way to me.

I read a think on IFL science where MIT may have come up with a way to make Fusion Reactors more probably at a time scale NOT in the next century.

It’s a cautions hope.

This became a bit of a post… I should post this on my personal blog I think.


We had been riding for days across flat land as far as the eye could see, there were barely any trees, and wild herds of bison roamed without any other real concern as we moved along the land. It had been rather dull really, seeing nothing but grass waving in the breeze as far as the eye could see, but it also made it easier to see any bandits that might cause us any problems along our journey.

It was early spring, the temperature across the plains of Texas had been pleasant enough. The sun not too harsh just yet in the season. Though to be fair the trip from Dallas to Fort Worth had not been to difficult with the mostly flat landscape our horses had to cover. But we were heading towards the south southwest now, towards Granbury. It was just as we were reaching the top of one particularly large rise when we saw it. Spread out for miles in every direction.

Hills and trees covering the whole land. The expanse of country before us seemed to go on forever. Patches of Dark Green blowing in the wind with the lighter grass flowing around like waves on the ocean. We couldn’t help but take a moment to just appreciate this view of God’s creation before continuing on to Granbury.

Hopefully this is a good sign of things to come.

Quick Story

So I’m once again just writing short blog posts every day as I can. I’m trying to get into a rhythm where I create new content and tweet short lines every day as much as I can. Part of the thing that has held me back is that I have problems creating new stuff. I write but I get nowhere sometimes.

I figured I might be well served in just writing out a thought, no real structure or plot line, just a line of thought where I start at something and go from there.

So let us go check the page and we get this one.

Write the thoughts of a guilty man on death row as he finishes his last meal.

“They denied the appeal, I’m trying to convince the Governor to grant a stay, but it’s not looking good.”

So, this is what it comes down to. A lawyer who was assigned to my case the only one fighting for me. Even now, at the end, he’s still fighting. I have to admire his dedication. Frankly I had given up hope long ago. Not because I thought it was useless, that I was going to be railroaded and executed for a crime I didn’t commit.

I am guilty.

I killed that bastard. He had murdered and raped so many women and children. But because he was never caught, never suspected, always clean, I was the one looked at as the criminal. I ended his life, but due to the fact I had hunted him, found him, and had evidence convicting him it was assumed I was the one guilty of his crimes. And you know what, I can live with that… or in this case die with that.

I know what I did, and what he did. And if it gives his victims some comfort to look at me, damn me, and watch me die than so be it. I don’t have anything worth living for in this world anymore. That animal saw to it.

They even kicked in a hate crime charge because that psychopath was black. I kill a rapist and murder of women and children and I’m guilty of a hate crime.

They aren’t wrong. Ever since he took my little Amelia away from me I’ve had nothing but hate in my heart. It was all that sustained me through the long pursuit. Even now, especially now it’s all I have in my heart. My hatred is not turned towards those who convicted me, or him though.

It is turned towards myself.

I went down that dark road of revenge, or hatred and rage. I will pay for it with my soul. The Priest will be by soon to offer me some comfort before the end. I am not a religious man, but I think, for once, I might ask for something.

The priest is here, the time has come.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.

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