Small World in eyeshot

The excellent and discerning eyeshot has published my story Small World, which can be perused in all of its gloriousness here.

Things are tough all over

Last night I got a call from a young man who identified himself as a freshman from my alma mater. We had quite a pleasant conversation, until I warned him that if he was calling for money, I was a writer, and, as such, had none to give him. And certainly none for my old university.

Of course, he was calling for money. And after fruitlessly plying my cold, cold heart with sad tales of a 30% decrease in Stanford's $20 billion endowment, he became curious about my apparent animosity. I explained that I had nothing against Stanford, really, but given its relentless alumni fund raising efforts, I had started to view it as a giant corporation whose main product was nostalgia.

He said, "Is it normal for college graduates to see their relationship with their alma mater as a simple financial transaction?"

I said, "I'm different."

A graphic illustration of the devolution of the Grotesque Old Party. A sad state of affairs, but fascinating from a strictly scientific point of view.

Outside the Box

Zombies meet the business world, and they find each other oddly appealing. A flash first published by the fine Opium Magazine can be read here.