Diary of a vampire huntress
You say you want a revolution … me too!
I do so adore revolutions. So many people with their guns and bravery and optimism. It’s not often that humans can lose themselves in the hopes of a future extending much beyond the confines of their own narrowly prescribed little lives. It must be so exciting for the mortality-challenged to feel anything other than a…
Three-ring circus of doom
I love a good circus. Of course, I was especially fond of the original — Circus Maximus. You could always count on the Romans for a bloody spectacle. But times change and so do tastes. Now I find myself sentimental for a good old fashioned traveling circus. The smell of greasepaint, the antics of the…
Remote hunting
During the last few decades, I’ve grown lazy. Indolent. I’d like to blame this on the internet, but redirecting personal responsibly is such a human trait. People are forever trying to blame their personal shortcomings on everything except themselves. Now it’s the fashion to blame the web … before that, it was television; before that,…
The Neanderthal Diet
I read about the Neanderthal diet and came close to smiling — a rare occurrence I can assure you. The study, in some armchair journal of science, posits that since Neanderthals ate mostly meat and whole fruits and grains and, since their genetic material figures largely in the composition of modern humans, it would make…
Vampires and America’s Lost Colony of Roanoke
Posted Feb 2, 2011 Vampires – at least vampires like me of a “certain” age – are masters of concealment. Our very survival depends upon it. We die at every sunrise, leaving our bodies vulnerable to any stumbling blood bag who might happen upon us. Discovery could lead to a number of undesired outcomes, including…