No need to mention my being hit by the car in 1989, but last summer my niece Ashley took a great photo of me with the sun on the huge scar on my left forearm. Underneath the scar is part nothing, just nothing. The closer to my wrist you get, the doctors were able to get a chunk of my right hip bone inside to keep my arm working. I have no circulatory system and I can only type with one finger, but hey, it's something. Remind me to tell you about Streator sometime.
Friday, May 19, 2017
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Here's the best photo I've had taken where you can see the dent in my skull from where the doctors drilled into my skull about seventeen minutes after I was born. I'd like to say I was baptized for fear of death, but that isn't my name and the date is a month off.
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Friday, May 12, 2017
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
I did promise awhile back that I'd post the covers of all of Brendan's books up on my website and now is as good a time as any, seeing as I'll never be able to go to the new location for the readings. Brendan has a Patreon (whatever that is), and a podcast (I sort of know what that is), has taught with Chicago Public Schools (which makes him 100% better than most of you mooks), and will probably have another book out by the time I finish this post. Everyone reading this, please continue to support Bad Grammar Theater.
Saturday, April 29, 2017
Available on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, Google. Possibly Apple and Kobo, you guys will have to check. My gratitude to David Dodd and David Wilson and everybody at Crossroad Press.