Month: July 2018

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 5.10 – Extreme Parsimony

‘In the jungle the miser is king.’ Cook’s translation of Lobo’s little epigram kept circling round my brain. The Capybara hunt had simply been an assessment of our frugality. We had failed. A complete restructuring of habits was in order. The incident with the…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 5.9 – Bichanos

There at the edge of a tributary was a huge anaconda. It was motionless and we soon understood the reason why. There near the center of the serpents trunk was a very suggestive bump. “Does it count if we paint the snake?” Sam joked…

The Importance of Focus (Vlog)

It’s especially important to keep track of your time and energy when working on something creative. This brief three-minute vlog touches on some aspects of this well known but rarely implemented truth. Social Media | http://www.minds.com/Weirmellow Patreon | http://www.patreon.com/TheFractalJournal

Fractal Radio – Episode One (Podcast Thing)

Got my mic fixed. So I did a podcasty thing. Topics Music Artsy Fartsy Money Decisions Linux Etc.

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 5.8 – The Least Dangerous Game

  We were sick for a while. Though the food and water were clean our bodies required some adjusting to the local microbiome. Of course, I was expecting this. I’d gotten a lot of background from Thornton as usual. The fact that we’d be…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 5.7 – Basic 2.0

I awoke to the sound of drops on fabric. Groggy, exhausted, and unbearably hot I cursed the dawn. Despite the planned expedition’s manifest including portable climate control, we would suffer a month of conditioning. ‘We need conditioning alright…air conditioning.’ I mused as the Jeep’s…

The Sketch of Sam Monroe – Chapter 5.6 – Madonna

Lobo grinned broadly. “Madonna?” I confirmed. “Si.” He did have a sense of humor. We watched in amusement as Madonna lilted lazily around Martin’s feet. Capybaras are rather retiring beasts. Madonna was no exception. Black button eyes regarded us with beach bum tranquility. Fabre…