Stephen Mark Rainey

Thursday, August 13, 2026  THREE-THIRTY A.M. came very early, but Ms. B. and I had a plane to catch. It's the weekend of NecronomiCon Providence, and our flight departed from Greensboro at 6:30 a.m. We had a connection in Charlotte (yes, we had to fly south before we could fly north), but things went off without […]

…is right around the corner! From Thursday, August 13 to Sunday, August 16, Ms. B. and I will be there to plague many unsuspecting souls with our existence. The con is spread between the Omni Providence Hotel and the Graduate Hotel (formerly the Biltmore). I will be participating on two panels (see below) and doing a story […]

Today, Droolie turns 15 years old, at least by his veterinarian's calculations. He showed up at the Greensboro house in late 2012, and at first, I thought he might be the same cat that had mysteriouly appeared (and then disappeared, equally mysteriously) at least a year or two earlier, whom I called Scrapple (see "Scrapple […]

It was barely over a week ago that Ms. B. and I met friends Tom (a.k.a. Skyhawk63) and Linda (a.k.a. Punkins19) some 700 miles northward in Michigan to go geocaching at Power Island on Lake Michigan (see "Michigan Misadventure, Madness, & Merriment, Part 2," July 31, 2026). Today, back in our old home turf (Greensboro, NC), Tom […]