I will be at Eeriecon in Niagara Falls, NY this weekend.  I will be filming an episode on Friday 10/2/2015 at 9:00 pm.

More info on the con go to

Episode 4-7: 4 Color Creators

Ever wonder what it is like to create comics and the process they go about making them.  I talk to a few comic creators and we discuss what they draw and on how they create characters.  We have an array of genres: Sci-fi, Horror, Fantasy, Humor, and True Life.


Jeremy Kahn (

Sal Otero (

Liz Pritchard (

Nigel Carrington (

E. D. Mead (

Promo: Get Published, Flash Pulp

Yes I had a Religion.

Back in college I experimented with religion.  I adopted Wicca as a religion.  Before I was an agnostic or nonpracticing Catholic.  Never grew up in any church environment, and never did like going the mass the one time a year I did.  Didn’t like the Christian summer camp I went to.  I even tried reading the Bible for Windows, but it was just word salad.  I heard about Wicca before from the Internet and read documents from FTP sites I downloaded.  The in October of 1994 I made the decision to be a solitary practitioner.  Did a little improved ritual.  Then I got a pentacle from Spencer’s.  Started getting the trapping for an alter and bought books.  Did the full moon rituals and the Sabbaths.  Went online to the #wicca chat room asking questions.  After about a year I stopped practicing serious and became what I would call a W.I.N.O. (Wiccan in name only)  After awhile I got tired of the flakes and the love and light BS.  I left it all in my early 30s and went back to what I was before.

Even Pacifists have Violent Fantasies

The strangest thing about being a pacifist is violent fantasies.  Yes I imagine beating people up.  I would even go as far as punching the air imagining the person I want to beat up.  I will make noise and have other people in the house will ask what I am doing.  I have to calm down or I am going to break something.

2008 my hardest year

In 2008 I lost 3 people that I hold dear: my father, my Aunt Marge, and my personal hero George Carlin.  My dad was 60 years old and died of a heart attack.  His father died of a heart attack at 62 when I was 2 months old.  Both of them were very obese men, and so was I.  That’s why I lost weight.  I didn’t want to follow them.
My Aunt Marge was my mom’s sister and she was very obese with type 2 diabetes.  I do have fond memories of her.  She was my crazy aunt.  Never married and had no kids.  She would take me and my brother out to the movies, the park, or the dinner.  As I got older she started losing it.  Making up stories about me, my brother, or cousins.  It was sad.
George Carlin I was a fan when I was young catching his shows on HBO.  I love his take on the world.  His clever use of language was part of his humor.  I saw him in concert once and I was laughing so hard I had my head between my legs.  I miss him.

Losing Weight and Fat Shaming




Starting in 2012 I was 255 lbs.  I had a gym membership, and was going 5 times a week, but the weight wasn’t coming off, so I heard some co-workers talking about an app called MyFitnessPal.  I downloaded the app and started counting calories recording what I ate.  I am now 210 lbs and trying to get back to 195 lbs.  I love the weight I lost, and trust me I don’t want it found.  I feel great and have more energy, but the problem is you look at heavy people and you think if they lost weight they would look and feel better.  Then I think back to when I was that heavy and how I would feel about if someone did that to me.  So the moral is; if you lose weight great but don’t belittle people who are still fat.

On Nutty Bites Again

Some podcasts are doing the Dog Days of Podcasting where people post an episode for a day throughout August.  My fellow podcaster Nutty Nuchtchas from the Nutty Bites podcast is doing that with interviews of other interesting people.  She put out a call and I volunteered to be a guest.  We talked about podcasting and other things.  You can listen on the link below.

Episode 4-6: Among the Flock

Did you every wonder about the Open Source community and Fedora OS.  I went to Flock to Fedora, a free conference hosted by Red Hat and others.  This is an annual conference where industry professions and Fedora enthusiasts have lectures and workshops about Fedora and different applications on it.

Flock to Fedora:

Fedora OS:



Major Hayden:

Promo: The Might Marvel Geeks

I was a bad hacker! Not!

When I was 21 and my last year of college at Alfred State College ( I was on always on the computer exploring the then emerging Internet.  Back in 1994-95 there wasn’t a GUI to navigate around but command line.  They had a basic menu system to get to applications.  There was one flaw in it.  The first page at the bottom had 2 options: 7. Logout, 8. Exit to DOS.  Both of them would go to a command prompt and nothing else.  Some students didn’t know the difference.  So if they didn’t logout I would go to N:\ drive (personal storage) and run the old DOS command attrib +h *.*.  This would hide all their files and then I would put a file in there called as a PSA about the dangers of not logging out properly signed the Ghost in the Machine.  There was a guy I knew that talked to the college’s networking people, and said they have been having people reporting my antics, and didn’t know who it was to stop it.  I was trying to keep a straight face when he told me this.  He said wasn’t going to tell if I knew.  I told him I did it.  He kinda expected it was me or my friend Jim.  If anyone reading this was a victim of my antics I want to say I am sorry.

Adventures in (Juvenile) Crime

When I was 11 my 6th grade class took a trip to a amusement near Buffalo, NY called Darien Lake.  This is the only time I shoplifted.  This was back in 1985 where there wasn’t the restriction on backpacks.  I had money but I spent it on food and the arcade with nothing for a souvenir.  All my classmates talked about getting something and I wanted to but couldn’t.  I grab a toy pop gun and put it in my backpack.  When I left the shop I took the gun out and threw away the wrapping.  Also I didn’t get caught, and promised myself that I wouldn’t do it again.  Yes I knew better, but I will say that I haven’t broken my promise, and I didn’t shoplifted again.


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