Some of the unpublished stories here are (generally) truthful accounts of adventures starring my friend Mark and I
as we attempt to make up for a series of youthful miscalculations while also trying not to get eaten by bears. Some of them do not involve Mark
but still count roughly as adventures, although as a general rule, the correlation between "presence of Mark" and "presence of bears"
is high. In the rest of the stories, either I or someone else has just gone ahead and completely made everything up, which means there could be
bears involved (or there could be giant slug-robots from outer space. That's what's fun about fiction).