Just a few words before I try to talk about friendship in a novel

I have been told by many people, for serious and humourous effect, that no good deed goes unpunished.

I am living with the downline consequences of that, but a number of other things are also true, so I will repeat them because just me grousing, unless I’m in full bore rant mode, is not entertaining.

My brother is a fucking saint.

Katie is one of the shrewdest and least bullshit people I know.

Paul is a really wonderful family patriarch.

Keith is a kind, helpful and thoughtful person.

I love Alex even if he’s so anxious he makes me anxious sometimes.

My mother is my continual reminder that I can improve, but I was already magic.

My father is my continual reminder that showing up on a daily basis is how family do.

I have some very wonderful friends and the best part about them is that it’s me deciding that they’re my friends, every day.

Social media is the very devil.


I’ve made up my mind. I’m not going to Conflikt 11, but Paul and I are planning on practicing more, so that should be fun.

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Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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