Greg van Eekhout

I’m in a rain forest.
There are hippos.
They have soft fur.
They love me.
I am happy.
Now they have shed their fur.
It was just a disguise.
They are regular hippos.
I am in trouble.
Daydreams suck.

How many bombs to kill an 86-year-old who was likely to keel over at any moment?

Scruffy black and white terrier mix giving side eye.

She's afraid I'm going to make her stop lazing around and clean the gutters.

Exactly this. A great apple pie makes mw happy, but for a chicken pie I will do a crime.

savory pie > sweet pie

I was more a fan of his short stories than his novels and have zero desire to revisit them.

Okay, you put in your time.

Get over yourself and listen to some 38 Special. Don’t be precious.

Oh, no. I'm sorry, Bo.

Came across the phrase "cognitive DDOS" to describe our present culture.

Understood instantly what it meant.

They won't even bring me pizza.

I just called 911 about it.

Well, I am a brave boy.

I’m on Day 2 of my new guitar being in San Diego but not delivered to me yet and if you say there’s a more pressing problem anywhere in the world I must inform you that you lack empathy.

Digs just make everything so much better.

They seem to have found a friend.

Super cute scruffy black and white terrier mix reclining on blanket.

Everybody needs a puppy sometime.

Golly, these participants all suck.

One of the greatest gifts you can give yourself is permission to not have an opinion on something just because other people do.

I didn’t know this was still a thing!

I remember when I was a kid and our TV broke and a guy came over in a van with tools and parts and he fixed it.

The iPod was the last piece of technology that didn’t creep me out. Especially the first one with the mechanical wheel.

I don't know how much labor I'm willing to perform for a cantaloupe.

Oof. Okay, I think Denny’s is still open.

I'm on cantaloupe 923 and I don't think I'm going to make it.

Cantaloupe is such a dreary ruiner of fruit cups.

Black and tan terrier pup Amelia. In her tummy, looking up at camera. On a red and grey plaid blanket, under a grey blanket.

Black and white terrier pup Winnie, holding a red bone in her paws, caught mid yawn.

Our pups today.

Small black and tan terrier mix swaddled in a white blanket.

dog

I was wrong. My guitar didn’t leave Chicago. It shipped from Newark. That’s worse, right?

We have almost no safety net in the US. Teri is a kidlit writer who lost her job and is coping with a brain tumor. If you can spare a few bucks, it would really help.