I'm back! After a few years in cryo (actually, traveling and being a big ole slut in Europe and other countires) I'm back in action and scribbling away. Several new and recent projects (and the rude disappearance of my other web pages by censorious corporo-sites) have inspired me to find a new home for info on my various stories, books, and art. Enjoy! - Tom Bacchus


Three Kings

Well, so much for keeping up to date.

Sorry, but I just so happen to have a few aquaintances who are shall we say, stationed overseas, so my usually liberal perspective on global events is altered by my caring about a deeply strong handsome fellow with the hip-bucking thrusts that made me fall for him.

It raises all sorts of privacy issues, what with people committing textual spillage on such blogs. Thus my interest in moving it forward, expanding the genre, if you will while I fugure out where the drillin page prevu is.

So pure hard blunt honesty may be freeing when made electroimortal.

He knows where he is.
I know where I am.
Now, so do you.

But when will he return? I hope so.
Will you? I'm not counting.
Think of this as Where's Raed? stateside.

I've sent a few letters, and gotten a few. It's very hi-tech. emails allowed.

And you know, I can't go to my local Cellular Store and send a message to my troop in the McWar.

Oh well, I've got those love letters to write.

Enter Lion and Moonshine.

"You ladies, you, whose gentle hearts do fear
The smallest monstrous mouse that creeps on floor,
May now, perchance, both quake and tremble here,
When lion rough in wildest rage doth roar."

- William Shakespeare,
A Midsummer Night's Dream, V.i.

I know you'll find this, MatVeil. The keywords are in. Come home safe. Meanwhile, read on...


You still here? Oh, you wanted a pic of him?

Well, that's not one of them! ;)