Brian T Stevenson

It’s Superman Day! So this looks like a job for… Me!
Here’s a flashback to a younger, clean-faced version of myself donning the classic red and blue for a comedy film project sometime around 2005-06ish.
Up, Up, and Away!

Thank you for having me! It was a great honor to play ol’ Rhubarb!

Say hello to Rhubarb. Just one of the denizens you’ll meet in the beautiful southern gothic adventure, South of Midnight. Out today from Compulsion Games on XBox.
I had a great time playing this character. #gameperformancematters #sagaftra #humanvoicesonly #vídeogames

Tales of haints have struck fear into the hearts of Southerners for centuries. These legends have left folks like swamp hermit Rhubarb reclusive and wary of strangers. But as Hazel confronts the corruption that comprises these phantoms, she'll quickly discover that the roots of this trouble go deep.

About 18-20 really big grasshoppers just simultaneously landed and attached themselves to the screen outside my office window. Either I’m getting attacked by the Bug’s Life gang or shit’s about to get biblical.

Getting your mental health doc to prescribe three months in a secluded, coastal Scottish Bothy…. preferably one of the haunted ones so you don’t get lonely…
is harder than you might imagine it to be

These Avocados made the weirdest Guacamole I’ve ever tasted. And I was crying the whole dang time while I made it.

You just can’t shove anyone into a lake anymore without having to consider the cost of replacing their phone.

I woke up naturally without an alarm and without any neighborhood noise on 1/1 at 11:11
I don’t know if that means anything but it felt like that time on a 7/11 when my total was $7.11 at 7-Eleven

See I do watch Christmas movies.
I mean… there is kinda some type of snowfall during the last 20 minutes.
So this counts.

Hey everyone!
Murray, Chris Moss, Dave!

*ya gotta say their names fast

Let’s remember the real reason we celebrate the holiday this year.
Happy Homeless Immigrants Sleeping on Bigfoot’s Lawn, to one and all!

I always got that whole “methinks thou dost protest too much” vibe from them in a most distasteful manner

Opening the mailbox to find one of these addressed to the previous tenants used to give me a good chuckle.
This is the first one with my name as the addressee…
I feel a draft, my knee hurts, and I think I just heard someone adjust the thermostat from three rooms away.

My local FedEx driver is a pretty great still life photographer.
Just look at that composition and contrast. A delightful balance of natural light and shadow.
I’m excited to see his next piece.

Mrs. S put the flannel sheets on the bed last night. It is impossible to resist this level of chilly morning coziness. Any chances of me getting up to function before 10am for the next 2 1/2 months just plummeted significantly.