Fairly Odd Parents-Past, Professional Auteurism / 28.12.2014

I don't know what happened to Antonio Bay tonight. Something came out of the fog and tried to destroy us. In one moment, it vanished. But if this has been anything but a nightmare, and if we don't wake up to find ourselves safe in our beds, it could come again. To the ships at sea who can hear my voice, look across the water, into the darkness. Look for the fog. —John Carpenter's The Fog I've had two careers in my life: teacher...

Fairly Odd Parents-Present / 08.12.2002

I am a Snow Curmudgeon™. I hate the snow. Well, I actually don't hate hate it. It's very pretty when you are inside looking out a large picture window with a fire blazing in the fireplace. It's so quiet and peaceful. It could be like reliving my childhood when my children wake up to find the outside world completely white. Their excitement is unbridled and even infectious. It could be like reliving my childhood if my childhood included snow. But I grew up in Southern California. Yes, we had snow every so often in the mountains above my house. And, yes, it...