the world’s first trillionaire

People seem to think this is some kind of achievement; I think it’s a crime and an illusion.

He doesn’t have a trillion dollars laying around. It’s all made up money, floating around in the ether with no actual value.

Take away the stock market and what’s this guy got?

What’s SpaceX actually worth to humanity? Tesla makes some of the worst electric cars out there – there are far better options.

Twitter? A fucking joke now.

This guy can and has contributed a negative value to the world. He may be a trillion dollars on paper.

In reality, he’s just some fucking asshole who thinks he’s far better than he actually is.

He is a net minus, in every way that matters, save in a made-up high score in a virtual game for rich dicks, all of whom pretend that worth on paper is the same as actual worth.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 2280 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: Well Of Shiuan, C.J. Cherryh (I have been waiting to get back to Morgaine with great anticipation.)
Comics: WildC.A.T.S. v5 30, Grifter v3 1-2, Voodoo v2 1
Music: Flashpoint, The Rolling Stones

happy anniversary, baby

17 years and it feels like nowhere near long enough. We’ve been through so much, been so many places and come so far. I can’t imagine what I’d have done without you.

One thing’s for sure; it surely wouldn’t have been anywhere near as pretty.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 742 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: In Search Of The Castaways, Jules Verne (and there it is, the cannibal savage trope)
Comics: WildC.A.T.S. 26-29
Music: Flag Of The Shriners, State Radio

the official word

I’m sick of draws. Every once in a while is fine, but come on.

Let’s have a winner sometime; and let’s make it the good guys (or gal, as the case may be).

Target: 1600 words
Written: 3611 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: In Search Of The Castaways, Jules Verne
Comics: WildC.A.T.S. v5 22-25
Music: Fizzy Fuzzy Big & Buzzy, The Refreshments

it’s the middle of the night

And I’m awake with heartburn from… *checks notes*… shepherd’s pie.

What the actual fuck.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1563 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: In Search Of The Castaways, Jules (you know, as questionably racist as Five Weeks In A Balloon was, it was actually really nice to see Verne openly showing compassion for the aboriginals of Australia, and how the white man was responsible for their destruction.  Unexpected anti-racism in a book from 1867.)
Comics: WildC.A.T.S. v5 18-21
Music: Fixed, Nine Inch Nails

marathon

It is ironic, that as I build my tolerance for more and more butt-in-seat time writing, that I see over three thousand words as a marathon.

I hope, someday, that I might triple that and still have time leftover for love.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 3296 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: Coppermine Journey, Farley Mowat (conflicted on this one, in so many ways)
Comics: DC/WS DreamWar 4-5, WildC.A.T.S. v5 1-2
Music: First Impressions Of Earth, The Strokes

baby you’re the best

Sorry, I watched The Spy Who Loved Me and now I’ve got Carly Simon in my head. One of the better Roger Moore ones, but yeah. Barbara Bach. Beautiful, but yikes.

I’m glad the newer Bonds trend toward women who can actually act.

Gotta love Richard Kiel though.

Target: 1600 words
Written: 1496 words, novel: Father Lightning

Read: Coppermine Journey, Farley Mowat
Comics: DC/WS DreamWar 1-3, Wildstorm Revelations 6
Music: The First Four Years, Black Flag