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The Queen in her Castle


The queen in her castle looked over the land
She saw hundreds of soldiers, each one a man

She said to her husband “you know what I want?”
“To own all those mountains, our power we’d flaunt.”

The king got excited, with questing to do
He rallied his troops and an army there grew

The mountains were owned by some other king
To make them their own a force he would bring!

“For glory,” he said, they would march far away
Then for several months from home they would stay

They cheered and they shouted, all ready to go
Then they marched for the mountains while the trumpets did blow

The women watched them disappear in the distance
Then held a meeting at the queen’s great insistence

She smiled at the women and winked at her niece
“With the men all off fighting, here we’ll finally have some peace”


2017 In Retrospect

Welp… 2017 happened…

Starting in 2013, every year around New Years, I post a sort of rundown of what’s happened in my life over the last year. Now 2017 has come to a close and I guess it’s that time.

I’m not going into politics because this isn’t the place, but let’s just say that I am not pleased on that front. Let’s try to take better care of each other this next year.

Since my blog’s creation, I posted at least one thing a week until this September, when I decided to stop. I got busy and it appeared I was the only person that really cared that I did it on a schedule.
Last semester was very full. It’s over now. I plan to post a bit more this spring, but it surely won’t rise back up to a rate of once a week. Keep an eye out: new stuff’s coming!

If you’ve looked through the archives at all recently, you may have noticed that I’ve taken down a lot of the fiction. This is because one of the major projects I’ve been working on over the last few months is a short story collection. I’ve been taking a lot of them down, reediting, then fitting them into the collection. The intent is to self publish it in the not-too-distant future. So that’s on its way!

The other writing-related thing I’ve done this year is finish the first draft of a space-western (Lyssa Jordon: Robot Hunter). That feels nice, but it is still very… well… first drafty.

This is my second year teaching community college and I still love it. I’ve had the opportunity to work with many students that I can see going on to do fantastic things… and others that refused to do their homework. In other news, my special lady friend and I have decided that at the end of this school year we will be relocating to… somewhere… If you follow me on social media, grab the popcorn and tune back in for posts about how frustrating looking for a job is.
It’s going to be a hoot.

The eclipse was frigg’n cool. It has its own post, though, so I won’t talk more about it now… I guess (Read about it here:

I got my first DSLR this summer (a Nikon D3400) and I’ve had a lot of fun with it, as well as used it as an excuse to go out and stare at pretty things on occasion. Even if most of the pictures didn’t turn out great, forcing myself to go outside has probably been worth it. I’ll put a few of my pictures below so that the post looks less boring.

My friends and family, per usual, have been a highlight of the year.

My special lady friend and I are now coming up on 6 years of awesomeness together. She makes me as happy as a clam that has a particularly good reason to be happy… because what the fuck do clams have to be happy about anyway?

My mother and her business partner have hit some rough times with their shop for reasons beyond their control, which is hard to watch. They, however, are a smart, dedicated, resourceful pair that have the support of an entire, close-knit community behind them. I have full faith that they will figure something out if they want to.

My sister is still being an impressive brainiac (so to speak). Publishing papers left and right and, well, just being an all around bad-ass.

My brother changed companies this year and he seems way happier in his new role as… *insert something impressive sounding that, to me, translates to “computer wizard”* (I still don’t really understand exactly what he does there, but the lower limit I’m able to set of the impressive scale is pretty high. The fact that he’s happy and kicks ass at Eve is what’s important).

My dad still seems to enjoy his work, which is great. I’ve really enjoyed getting to hear my parents play together (mom on the bass, dad on the guitar or mandolin). I may be biased, but I think they sound amazing and are so cute it hurts.

I’ve made some new friends, both those that live in the internet and those that don’t. I’ve started attending a critique group full of great writers, and I’ve started attending meetings for San Diego Sabers (which is a rad bunch of nerds that train in lightsaber combat). Both of these activities have been a lot of fun and very educational.

I’ve grown closer with some previously existing friends (which I am grateful for), I’ve lost touch with some (which is too bad), and there are others still which have left us completely (which hurts, but is a fact of life). You all mean so much to me that every year when I try to express it words dun not work for to ‘splaining my feels at you.

Thank you for putting up with me. Thank you for joining me. Thank you for sharing with me. Thank you for your support. Thank you for your dog pictures.

Well, congratulations on surviving 2017. May this next year surprise us all with how wonderful it turns out to be.




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Eclipse August 21st 2017

The rented Excursion rolled to an uneven stop hanging off the side of a secluded, dusty county road that ran through a field about 23 miles north of Lingle, Wyoming. The


We got there before sunrise.

county road, creatively named Road 12, was fittingly lined all up and down both sides by sunflowers. Despite the cheery demeanor of the flora, it was cold and dark and our ragtag team of eclipse-hungry nerds were tired from our 2 am departure on the road from Loveland, Colorado. We, however, were in good spirits, because we had made it.

What about this place had attracted us? More importantly why was this usually lonely stretch of road already becoming lined with cars before the sun had even come up? I have to imagine you know the answer already, because it was the title of this blog post. On August 21st, 2017 there was a total solar eclipse and this remote location was in the path of totality.

Where we parked the cars was on a corner of Road 12 (GPS coordinates 42.418526,-104.399813, if you are curious) just under 2 miles north of the central line of totality. The sun came up right after we parked and there were a few wispy clouds, but they burned off very quickly. Most of the rest of our group decided it was time for a nap, the eclipse wouldn’t begin until 10:24 mountain time, but I was too excited to sleep; this was to be my first total solar eclipse.


There were sunflowers all up and down the road.

I had a huge, empty memory card on my camera, two spare batteries, and a bunch of hours to kill… so, while the road continued to fill with car after car, I wandered around taking pictures of bugs, sunflowers, fence posts, and rocks. By the time I had wandered back to the cars, I couldn’t believe how many people had come out to this desolate piece of dirt road. Even before the eclipse began, I was enthused and impressed by the show of interest from nerds of all sorts that had come from everywhere.


Of course Lego us were there as well.

By the time first contact had rolled around, we had set up chairs, eaten, put on sunscreen… and I had already taken over 1300 pictures between my two cameras (about 1000 of those, though, were from my small PowerShot, taking the images for the time lapses in the little video of the sun rising and the clouds disappearing).


Just hours after sunrise, this dusty road in the middle of nowhere was already getting crowded.

I had seen partial eclipses before and an annular. Those are very cool. That’s what it looked like as larger and larger bites began to be taken out of the sun. We partook in fun little activities, like projecting a series of crescents from the eclipse onto the ground, excitedly chattering about when totality would happen, commenting on how weirdly sharp the shadows had become, or digging out our sweaters because, though it had been cold when we first arrived, the day had grown warm very quickly, but as the sun disappeared, it grew chilly again. As the sun turned into a tiny sliver, anticipation rose to a point I thought I could no longer take, then, finally, at 11:46 and 14.9 seconds the sun was completely covered. For 2 minutes and 28.8 seconds it was dark in the middle of the day. I pulled the filter of my camera and the goggles off of my eyes and snapped picture after picture to the sounds of gasps around me. It was shortest 2 minutes and 28.8 seconds of my life.

The view was… well… indescribable. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while, though, you know better than to think I won’t try to describe it anyway. You can see a few of my pictures here, and I think they turned out pretty nice, and captured what the occultation itself actually looked like, but the view of the moon covering the


The first “diamond ring.”

sun was not the entire event. All around me, I could hear people grasping for words and finding that they were totally fine with not finding them; they were blissfully speechless. When I could rip my eyes away from the black circle surrounded by bright white tendrils of the corona, I found what looked to be sunrise/ sunset on the horizon in every direction and I could see a few stars and planets. Obviously, I can describe those individual pieces, but the part that eludes me, is a description of the combination of seeing them while feeling the light and warmth from the sun disappear. There was a feeling in my chest of awe, appreciation, excitement, and perhaps even some irrational sense of primal foreboding. It was an



incredibly natural event that humans couldn’t alter if they wanted to, which also managed to look wrong and unnatural. Somehow, at the same time it was awe-inspiring and affirming as well. Mixed into this complicated cocktail of emotions, was a strange feeling of connectedness; all across the country, I knew that at either the same time or very close to the same time, hundreds of thousands, or maybe even millions of people were staring, dumb-founded at the sun. They had put their lives on hold for a moment to


The end of totality

watch an astronomy-related event. They were sharing in my passion for astronomy. I think the thing that struck me most, though was just how momentous, but fleeting it was. How could something so dramatic, with such an impact, last for less than 2 minutes and 29 seconds? Was that part of why it was so important?

Regardless of how it could be over so quickly, it was. It seems that as soon as I started to absorb the event, it was over and we were all shouting “Filters on” as the sun’s photosphere began to peek out from behind the moon, bringing with it that dangerously bright light we’ve all heard so much about.

There was very little time to relax when the totality was over. As much as I would have loved to watch the other half as the sun was restored to its original size, I had already missed the first day of the semester. The clock was now ticking. I had 21 hours until I was supposed to be standing in front of a class in San Diego: the first of 3 classes in a row. We only had 222 miles to drive to get back to the Denver International Airport and I had just under 7 hours to do it which might have been enough, but Wyoming is just not designed to have that many people driving through it. For the first several hours sitting in traffic, I couldn’t open my mouth without, “man… that was so COOL!” coming out. You’d think that might get annoying, and, true, it may have been, but the car’s other occupants (my special lady friend and her parents) seemed to be in a similar state of enthusiasm.When we finally got to the airport, my special lady friend ran off to her flight, which was to leave 30 minutes after mine (and was the last flight from Denver to San Diego for the evening), I discovered that I had missed the cut-off for checking in for my flight by 2 minutes (no, I couldn’t have checked in earlier, you have to do it in person when you fly basic economy on United). I knew I should be upset, but a few hours before I stared at the sun while it was blocked out by the moon, so my spirits would not be dashed.


The horizon during totality

Let me tell you that for the next few months, I will be extra-careful when I cross the street, because I have to imagine that I used up all my luck for a little while in the next few minutes after finding out that I had missed my flight. I was helped by a woman that proved to be the nicest, most caring United ticket person I have ever seen or heard of. She was excited to show me a picture of the partial eclipse that she had taken on her phone, then immediately took me to a terminal and found another flight (the one my special lady friend was headed towards already). She had to get permission from her supervisor to get me on it, but she was able to do so, then took me and, to make sure I made it in time, escorted me past the line for security (I still feel a little bad about that part, but I wouldn’t have made it otherwise) and right up to the front, where security went fast. I then had to ride the tram from security to my gate, but when I got there, I just barely caught it. Running off of the train and through the airport I found my gate, just after they started boarding and saw that I had enough time to duck into the restroom and take the leak I’d been holding for hours, then get on the plane.

I didn’t get the ticket woman’s name; I wish I had. I feel like I owe her at least a few of my pictures of the eclipse, if not my first-born child (just kidding: I’m never having kids). If she hadn’t taken a special interest in getting me on that flight, I probably wouldn’t have made it to my classes the next day without shelling out all of the meager funds left on my credit card.

Thank you, nameless ticket lady.


There was a lot of traffic after totality.

Despite all the stress getting onto a flight, then running into classes to start the new semester only barely prepared, and scrambling all week to catch up, it was still worth it. Even if I had missed my flight, it still would have been worth it. That’s how amazing the total solar eclipse was.

In the next few years, my life is probably going to change quite a bit. Who knows where I’ll end up living and what I’ll be doing? There is, however, one certainty: on April 8th 2024, I’ll be somewhere on the thin path of totality which runs from Mexico through the United States into eastern Canada.