On Wrapping Christmas Presents

It’s only December 7th. I’ve already wrapped most of the Christmas presents I’m giving. Indeed, ones I need to ship? Already in the shipping boxes. I have some new and interesting wrapping paper this year. Nothing that doesn’t fit my personality. 🙂 I’m absolutely terrible at trying to cut paper off in a straight line.Continue reading “On Wrapping Christmas Presents”

On Random Songs On The Mind

On the train this morning, apropos of nothing, a song affixed itself in my head. Magic and mystery     Are part of their history, Along with the secret     Of gummi berry juice. The magic is growing,     They take pride in knowing They fight for what’s right     In whatever they do! Gummi Bears! Bouncing here and thereContinue reading “On Random Songs On The Mind”

On What Others Would Do

Ah, Mr. Stephen Fry. 🙂 He wrote, in his most recent column for The Guardian, “Some Christians have What Would Jesus Do? as a motto; I have What Would Douglas Think?” Douglas being, naturally, Douglas Adams. What an amazing motto. “What Would Douglas Think?” Doubtless it would be something snappy, something witty, something that bringsContinue reading “On What Others Would Do”

On the Sixth Floor’s Weather

This is a test of the emergency broadcast system. If this were a real test, broadcasters in your area would have followed this announcement with beer. Instead… My sixth floor cubicle has one major flaw. It’s frigid. The air conditioning vent is right above my head. I look up, and that’s all I see. TheContinue reading “On the Sixth Floor’s Weather”

On Linguistic Obliviousness

Truly, I am a maroon. I’ve seen and heard the phrase “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.” I knew it was military lingo. I figured it was its own in-group speak, much like “w00t” online or corpse humping in Halo. It didn’t occur to me until yesterday what Whiskey Tango Foxtrot stood for. Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot. Truly, IContinue reading “On Linguistic Obliviousness”

On Random Observations

Here’s a collection of random ramblings taken from recent e-mails and ‘net postings, just to keep casual readers up-to-date on the things Allyn Gibson has written elsewhere…. On Jean-Luc Picard: The Buried Age is a “Lost Era” novel. It’s about Picard’s “lost weekend” when he went to L.A., hung out with Harry Nilsson, recorded anContinue reading “On Random Observations”