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Mark Sahm will not save you money on car insurance. When used in moderation, Mr. Sahm has been known to revive dead brain cells. Satellite tracking pinpoints Sahm lurking around New York City where he's rumored to be a multimedia specialist, invisible super hero, and future Mega Millions winner.
S.Rod does not set off airport-security with her sexy cuteness, or her titanium spinal support. This petite Puertoruvian has been known to use her powers of the Force to steal Sahm's TV Dinners. With her love of crafts and interior-design, S.Rod hopes to make the world a better place one quilted seat cover at a time.
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Among the creative people of the world, there are many who dare to crossover. Those who try their hands at genres within the arts that they were not instructed on, or gained their fame in. Just think of actors like J.Lo or William Shatner who have made music albums, while inversely musicians such as LL [...]
Don’t be afraid to help. In fact, be a person that Smokey the Bear’s literature loving cousin Scripty would give a merit badge to.
Help stop The Art of Getting Bent, a novel by M. Sahm, from burning in the fiery doldrums of Amazon.com obscurity. Currently, as of August 26, Amazon is ranking TAGB at [...]
How do you get your brain into writing mode?
I’m often stating how I prefer riding the train to driving, since I can sleep, read, write, and still get to my destination with minimal problems. A recent incident made my opinion even stronger. After twelve years of nearly flawless driving (meaning no accidents and no traffic violations), I received my first speeding ticket on [...]
Alternate Designation: Failure Gonna Put Mo Hair On Ya Chest, Boy
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Of the three fluorescent lights in my work cubicle, one buzzes noisily. When an Info-Tech guy sits at my computer to install new software, they usually ask, “Doesn’t that buzzing drive you crazy, man?”
I start to [...]
I will remember the evening of August 11, 2005 for one thing. Be it an iron lung or a gas mask filled with poison, that one infinitesimal thing will henceforth be known as a turning point for me, my art, and my novels. It was a private matter to which I cannot elaborate on a [...]
NOTE: This is a sequel to my previous post: Identifying the Train People.
Ever think you could execute your morning routine blindfolded? That the repetition is engrained into your cerebral cortex like the mark of a library stamp? That you could fight off ninjas and still get everything done in time to catch the ever glorious [...]
I cannot help how my imagination runs. I was reading someone’s post on Blogcritics about the new Burger King sandwich, the Ultimate Double Whopper. Along the way, he used the adjective “man-sized”, and I just felt compelled to create a true composite image of what such a sandwich would be like.
Throw in a little [...]
