Den McHenry

Evan Dorkin recently published an omnibus edition of Beasts of Burden — the Eisner award winning comic he wrote about a ragtag band of pets investigating the supernatural — and a decades-spanning collection of Milk & Cheese, Dork, and The Eltingville Club…

I had been using Aaron Parecki's indieauth dot com as my IndieAuth server, but hadn't been doing much of anything with it.

It's long past time I stop compartmentalizing my life and being anonymous in all directions.

I'm not sure why this was saved, but one of the many lost sites I made over the years was one called the Omnivorous Iconoclast, which I think I hosted on my personal web space while an undergraduate at UMass way back at the turn of the century.

Intellegentiae Artificialis Osor Sum a.d.

I took a break from Bertolt Brecht and Ryūnosuke Akutagawa for most of the week and read more Adrienne Rich and Ernest Hemingway, with an essay by Ursula K.

Fiction By Den McHenry (March 15, 2012) A dog walked down the road.

I stuck with Mr.

In an unlikely turn of events, I was doomscrolling through Instagram reels because I'm human and fragile like everyone else.

Someone wondered on Mastodon about the fact that .getMonth() returns a zero-based number while no other Date method does, but this turned out not to be a fact.

Have you ever neglected your personal site for, oh, I don't know — nine months?

I tend to fixate on little details and can't move on till I find the answer.

It occured to me after fiddling around with nonsense and making silly mistakes all day that the cleanest way to keep favicon files together and away from my main image folder would be to put them into their own directory and pass the contents of that dire…

Sometimes you start a new thing and fumble something silly and want to hide under a rock.

I've never wanted to push my kids into doing things, and especially not to do them the way that I do.

I won't be so presumptuous as to say that this is information architecture without tears, for non-specialists, made-easy, and certainly not "for Dummies."

Not exactly, but who can resist writing a "considered harmful" article when you can get away with it?

When I was a Latin teacher, I used to love coming up with mnemonic devices to help students remember novel or difficult things, like the order of the Roman kings, or the endings of verbs.

The first key to really understanding relative URLs is to recognize that they refer to the current URL and do not reflect the actual folder structure on disk.

Sometime in the 90s — between 1993 and 1995 — I was given something that changed my life in small but probably important ways.

One thing I've finally learned is that whether you're running bash or zsh in your terminal, the file where you customize your instance ends with rc, which stands for "runcom," or "run commands," dating way back to 1965 in the early days of UNIX. .bashrc is

I hadn't gotten around to reading Remy Sharp's command line book yet, so I bought his terminal training course when he put it on a flash sale.

Back in 1992 I was a high school sophomore with a reputation as a cartoonist, drawing caricatures of teachers, bizarre little adventures featuring a certain odd friend as an anthropomorphic rat, stick figures making epically improbable dunks, or dragons a…

Here's a new comic inspired by sketching with my son this past weekend.

Here's a rarity: something good that came out of Twitter.

This popped up on Twitter a while back, and I realized I had to think about it a little bit.

This is a brief list of certain types of conference attendees drawn from my very limited experience.

Baby, it’s cold outside, but we’ve got some excellent reading material for you.

Not that kind of class struggle.

While focusing on JavaScript to level up my web dev skills over the last several months, I’ve waged a silent war in my head over how everyone else seems to pronounce certain things.

When you're the hero of an action movie, you're going to find yourself killing — or at least subduing — people in increasingly novel ways.

When I was 13 my cousin I were walking along the county highway that stood in for a town center in our little suburb outside of Philly.

Plateau By Den McHenry (2013) 'Won’t be long now.’

NOTE: This started as a series of quick notes for a friend who’s a writer.

From time to time I notice that I’m holding myself back, either because I’m afraid of fucking up or terrified of being noticed, and I start to talk to myself as if I’ve gotten over it and made all kinds of great shit, and now I’m on some podcast passing on