I'm an idiot

Yeah. Started a new book last night. In the dark with a single light, with a big thunderstorm overhead. My jeans fell off the clothes hamper, hit the cover, and catapulted some of my clothes around the room. Weird, yes. Supernatural, eh.

Needless to say, I was reading horror. Normally, I have a extremely strong tolerance to horror, read it continuously in Pratt in my small ex-Methlab house. Last night, lets just say I was a little unnerved.

The book Joe Hill's "Heart-Shaped Box". Winner of the Bram Stoker award last year and the son of Mr. Stephen King. Highly recommended if you like goosebumps that don't go away.

The kid is good.

B

Greetings and Salutations

Welcome to That Damn Dash. Please watch where you step because it will pile high in here.

Who am I?

Quite simply, I am an adult child still trying to figure what he wants to do when he grows up. I have some fascinating hobbies: I'm a storm chaser, ordained minister, professional writer (I've been paid without anything on the Barnes and Nobles shelf), photographer, and a man with a view on the world that's about three degrees out of norm.

From time to time I like to get annoyed and really let it fly. This will be my sounding board.

I'm looking to discuss almost anything here. Just remember, I'm the one with the delete comment button. So keep an eye on this page. I have a fairly interesting life and we will see where it goes from here.