And we're back! Last week ended up being problematic for a number of reasons. My apologies for the silence -- suffice it to say, we have had a stern talking to with the actors and the union has negotiated in good faith, so we think we should be back in business. Which brings us to today's… Continue reading Why do things break right as their warranties expire?
It's monday, so it's time for our second myth of the modern world. I promise you they won't all be about coffee. I'm not obsessed or anything. Anyway, with a little luck I won't be sued over this one.... *** *** *** *** When amateur mythologists and fantasists try to populate their pantheons and philosophies… Continue reading Why does Starbucks Coffee… um… maybe you should just read it.
When I first mentioned that Banter Latte would be coming back, and the myths along with it, I solicited new myth questions on my Tumblr and my Twitter feeds, respectively. And I got a lot of good questions from both sources, which you'll be seeing crop up hither and yon. One response I got was from… Continue reading Ball Lightning, Missing Socks, Drawer Crud and the Protectors of the Hearth
This was one of those nice, simple myths that would be fun to write that turned into seventy five hundred words. Still, I had fun doing it, and that's a cool thing. If nothing else, it proves that yes, I am still a writer, and that's always good. Wednesday, when I described the premise to… Continue reading Why can we walk past beautiful artwork without noticing it?
Today we've got a couple of sources for our myth -- one old and one new. One from last month, with old friend PlaidPhantom, who asks: Here's one, since I'm on vacation right now: what's the deal with time zones? The other is from back in 2007, when Super Prattle Droid asked: How do time… Continue reading Time Zones and the Witching Hour.
It's Random Thursday yet again! It's time to elaborate on monday's myth a little. Well, really what we're doing is reprinting something I wrote in my Livejournal on my birthday back in 2005. Which actually requires a little backstory. Which seems weird, but there we are. I have the good fortune to have been born… Continue reading Calliope Jones and the Writer’s Cusp
And here we are on Monday, and the Mythology of the Modern World is happily open for business. Today, our question comes from an old friend not only of Banter Latte and Websnark but even random noodlings and writings for the In Nomine role playing game over at Steve Jackson Games. Moe Lane -- an excellent writer of… Continue reading Why are the ideas of things scarier than the reality?
And here we have the next of our little modern myths. This one is less digressive -- it also ended up being longer than I had initially thought, but it's shorter than the last and it's a lot more story driven. It also has a few asides here and there, but they're brief. Let me… Continue reading Why is the sky over Los Angeles that particular color of yellowish grey?
Another Monday, and another explanation of how the world works, behind the scenes. And, as with so many of these 'things,' we're clearing out the backlog of topics from... well, 2007. I feel like I should be tracking things with Gantt charts. Today, thankfully, we have a twofer. Two separate questions can be merged together into one… Continue reading The Fruit Fly and the Nymph of Time
Today, we have a myth as suggested by a fellow who goes by Channing, who I know by a couple of other names but "Channing" works as well as any. Channing asks: What really is the deal with gasoline prices? Half the time there’s some kind of patent price-jacking going on to coincide with major… Continue reading What’s the real deal with gasoline prices?
We're back, and it's time once more for the Mythology of the Modern World. Today's myth comes to us via a question asked by Paul Gadzikowski, legend of Microsoft Paint before it was cool. His question is one asked by many people, both children and people who had been children once upon a time. To… Continue reading The Souls of Toys
It is Mythology Day once again, and today's comes from... [checks notes] um... hm. Super Battle Droid. Look, I'm not going to ask for a clarification. He (or she) might have a blaster. My skin is soft and remarkably unblasterproof. Anyhow, SBD's question is simple. Well, actually, it's somewhat convoluted: What really happens to the… Continue reading The Songs of Books