Occult Garden Parties

Long story short: We did not get the food, and Morgan got to spend a delightful half-hour in the snow while under the influence of pot. Short story long: So my wife ordered Wendy's (yes, we eat fast food) through DoorDash. My wife told me that the driver was on their way, so I went into the kitchen and basically stood there staring at my front gate while a herd of cats wondered why I wasn't feeding them in a timely manner.  Then my wife came through the kitchen and told me that the driver was here and looking for our house. I went outside and stood by our mailbox. It had started to snow. The mailbox is only a yard away from the front gate--I can see over it--and if a driver was actually out there, they would be able to see me. Have I mentioned that it had started snowing? When the snow had hit a quarter of an inch on my hoodie--after I am not sure how many minutes, but enough for a quarter inch of snow--I decided that I was tired of waiting. So I go back into the h

"Welcome to Cooking with Crowley. I am Uncle Al. I am brilliant. You're not. Today, we will be cooking Blackened Dogfish. My assistant today is Timmie!" Timmie waves to the studio audience. Timmie is wearing an eye-patch over one eye, the result of a recent encounter with the New Egyptian Astronaut Services. The studio audience erupts in applause which makes Timmie wave more. "Here we have our dogfish, fresh from the banks of the Nile. Crowley, how do you get fresh dogfish? Answer: My claim and grace. I am charming and sexy, and you're not. That and the customs official said that she would let me have the fish if I would put my wand away." The audience erupts in applause. It is only natural for the audience to applaud the master chef's great wit. The sign held up by the stage hand--"Applaud, or he will beat me"--has nothing to do with the cheering. Timmie asks something. Exactly what is unclear, for Timmie has an accent and has started

No substitutes allowed Overheard at the local Arkham’s Cows Sheds & Knights the day before the Great Squid Rain of ’59: “Getting the virgin papyrus is not a problem. It is the authentic Old Kingdom scribe that is going to cost you. I have one in the back, but his Quail reed keeping getting stuck. It has gotten so bad that the monkeys have given up trying to use him to hack out random fake Shakespeare quotes. You can’t really use him for much—not even forging letters from the prophet Enoch. Still I can let you rent him for a hundred sickles a day, plus all the bread, beer, and onions he consumes. Inks will be extra. I am quite sure that the Black Pharaoh won’t notice the difference.” Look--I can get an entire story on the back of a book jacket.

Apologizes upfront for not having our sales links/Etsy listings set up already, but I couldn't wait to share photos of the latest work to come out of the pottery kiln. Honestly, I am the cause of the delay--I haven't made time to take a full set of photos for each item yet.  In my opinion, this is some of the best pottery that my wife, Khari, has ever done. I am loving how these pieces pop. All items are made with lead-free glazes and high-fired, making them food and dishwasher safe. Each item is handmade in a six stepped process which takes eight weeks to complete. These pieces will be listed on our Khari's Wiccan Treasures Etsy shop page . [A couple are actually up, but my migraine is kicking my ass--so I will have to add the existing links later.] Marijuana Accessories Large pot leaf plates Pot leaf plate 7 inch by 4.5 inch Mint with mottled blue [Sales listing not up yet] Pot plate with mint glaze center, mottled blue rim, and royal blue underglaze 7

Welcome to the first Tarot Blog Hop of the 2019 season. Can you believe that this is the beginning of year eight for this community of awesome bloggers and Tarot/oracle readers? A big round of applause for our little community of writers. Navigation Links for those who are hopping along with us (also at end of post) Previous blog Master List Next blog Are you a fan? Our new fan group on Facebook  One day when loading the dishwasher "Gee, mister writer-man, where do you get your ideas? How do you come up with wonderful ideas to delight young and old? And does it come in a convenient six-pack?" Some days, I need to write and I have no idea what to write. The key to writing a big enough backlist to make a living as a novelist is to write every day. Every day. Every damn day. Even when you have no clue what to write next. And then there are those days when not only do you need to come up with ideas for yourself, but you need an idea (a writing prompt) for on

Welcome to the first Tarot Blog Hop of the 2019 season. Master list (for those who have encountered gaps in the hop-circle) is after the introduction. Intro--An idea that occurred to me as I was loading the dishwasher--the prompt for this edition of the Tarot Blog Hop The theme for this edition of the Tarot Blog Hop is “Odd Associations." As readers and users of the symbolism of the Tarot and oracle decks, we create a string of associations with the emblems and mythology of divination. For instance, with the cards of the Tarot, a reader can associate them with events, people, feelings, places, etc. Those who dive into the esoteric systems will sometimes also have dates and locations, zodiac symbols, kabbalahistic ideas, etc. associated with the cards. Basically, divination systems are like a giant filing cabinet that we toss imagery into, so that later we can use the symbols as a hint of what is going on. Sometimes, okay often, individual readers will stumble upon new sy