Send in the (Killer) Clowns. Don't Bother. They're Here.

I guess there's a theme emerging this autumn, what with the Joker movie and It: Chapter Two hitting the multiplexes. Killer clowns do indeed seem to be the dominant archetype of the season, all too appropriate for a world descending into mass psychosis and epidemic levels of stupid.

Sync or Swym: Contact Negotiations

In this clickbait-driven age, you gotta be wary of these sensational kinds of stories. More often than not, these things end up getting walked back or forgotten.

But we don't care whether there are actual signals beaming here from outer space, do we now? No, we don't. We only care about the syncs.

Sync to the Top: LA Coincidental

Why, hello there. Nice of you to stop by, seeing how quiet things have been 'round these parts over the summer. Can't be helped, I'm afraid. I've had my hands quite full with other matters. But we're all here now and that's what counts, right?

So, pull up a beach chair, pour yourself a nice cold drink and listen up to my latest fusillade of nonsense and humbug.

Stranger Syncs: Set Frasers on Stun

I am ALWAYS talking about Fraser, Samwise.

Thought It Was the End

Listen to "The Symbology of Paper Hearts" on Spreaker.

Why, howdy do? Nice of you to mosey on by. It's been a mite quiet 'round these parts lately on account of real life heavily intruding into my synchromystic perambulations. But that's real life for you, isn't it?