Ray Van Horn, Jr. is a veteran entertainment journalist whose writing and live photography has been featured in Blabbermouth.net, Dee Snider’s House of Hair Online, Fangoria.com, Horror News.net, About.com Heavy Metal, MetalManiacs, New Noise, Music Dish, AMP, Hails & Horns, Unrestrained,Noisecreep, Impose, Pit, The Big Takeover.com, Rough Edge.com, Pitriff and others. His blog The Metal Minute won a “Best Personal Blog” award in 2009 from Metal Hammer magazine and he wrote and produced his own hard rock e-zine, Retaliate.

He has contributed essays to UK author Neil Daniels’ Iron Maiden and ZZ Top biographies. Ray’s fiction has been published in various periodicals and anthologies, including his flash fiction piece “Off the Record” for Akashic Books’ “Mondays Are Murder” noir series. His recent short stories “Before the Ball” and “Widow” were featured in subsequent editions of Alex S. Johnson’s Axes of Evil anthologies. Ray wrote serialized original superhero fiction for Cyber Age Adventures and five of those stories appear in the anthology Playing Solitaire. He was the winner of Quantum Muse’s fiction contest in 1999.

Ray is a former NHL game analyst for The Hockey Nut and one-time host of the forum “Comic Books” at ReadWave. He has done beat reporting, photography and lifestyle articles for Metromix, an affiliate of The Baltimore Sun, Carroll Magazine, The Northern News and The Emmitsburg Dispatch.


Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Enough of This White Crap Already


Even Frosty the Beer Man's lost his appeal, much less his functional ability now that he's neck deep in new snow.  Here I am above three hours into an accumulated two foot scoop job, and you can be assured I was out there again the same night clearing five inches of that snow total.  Thank God for the coffee.  Now I'm waking up to another hit of white crap.  Minor, compared to last week, but winter, piss of already, huh? 

Those who live in the northern and western U.S., Canada, Iceland, Russia and anywhere that snow is omnipresent, my soaked snow hat is off to you.  God bless ya, but I'm looking for some sun and green grass so I can go hiking instead of tromping.




                  Listenin' to:  The Pretty Reckless - Going to Hell



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