Yeah, I know it’s actually August, but my local supermarket has all of their Halloween crap out alread. This includes a ghost that “moans” and a witch that “cackles” both of which work off motion sensors. Therefore they moan and cackle every freakin’ thirty seconds. I told the cashier that I’d consider it justifiable homicide if she decides to strangle the marketing genius who set them up with an oversized length of Twizzler.
August 27, 2008
August 25, 2008
Not bad for only one cup of coffee
My regular mechanic, who is a very cool guy, is on vacation (in Japan, because yeah, he’s a cool guy) so two days in a row last week I had to deal with Other Guy.
Other Guy is more of a challenge. For one thing, he’s moody. For another he carries a big knife which makes me a little nervous. And lastly, he’s just not “my” guy who discusses the work of David Sedaris while he writes up the order for an oil change.
The first day Other Guy says, “Want to see some pictures?”
“Of what?” I ask warily.
“My grandsons.”
Safe enough, so I looked at the pictures.
The next morning, when I’m operating on just one cup of coffee, and the whole world should know not to start up with me, Other Guy says, “I was just sexually harassed.”
And without a beat I managed to come up with, “By a man or a woman? And more importantly, did you enjoy it?”
Other Guy’s face fell.
The New Guy who had listened to the exchange started to laugh uncontrollably.
August 22, 2008
Paris Hilton wins Pulitzer Prize
Sorry, that was just the funniest title in my spam folder today and I had to share it.
August 21, 2008
For those getting conflicting feedback
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo1XFz0kac0
Couldn’t have said it better myself.
August 20, 2008
Olympic grumbling
Am I the only one who not only doesn’t think USA gymnast Shawn Johnson is “cute”, but actually thinks her little automatan act is downright creepy?
August 19, 2008
“I can see clearly now…”
I FINALLY figured out where I went wrong with the WIP — which means I now must clear all the junk I put in there. It’s so depressing when the word count goes down………………….
August 15, 2008
“Subjective” is a dirty word
Yesterday two separate people (non-writers) asked me, “how’s the writing going?”. It wasn’t the best of days to ask.
Having just rec’d a rejection on a full and feeling frustrated I made the mistake of telling them, ”The rejection I rec’d last week said, “I think you’ve got a great sense of pacing.” but the rejection I got today says, ” the challenge for me was the pacing” and I’m pretty sure my head is going to explode.”
“I don’t get it.”
Yeah, either do I, that’s the point. Grrrr!
Benefit of the Doubt
Check out Allison Brennan’s “Benefit of the Doubt” post over at Romancing the Blog. She makes interesting points
August 11, 2008
My rejection goat
Everyone has writing rituals, right? Mine include using a brand new spiral notebook or legal pad every time I’m trying to get “unstuck”, using my “lucky” pen to address all submissions being mailed (Note to self: It doesn’t appear to be all that lucky) and dancing with my goat when I receive a rejection.
The goat thing is relatively new, and I don’t dance with just any old goat, I dance with the goat from The Sound of Music. Don’t be jealous, you too can get one: http://www.lighterside.com/p2p/basicSearch.do?keyword=goat
DH got it for me a couple of months ago when I cooed childishly, “I always wanted of those goats!” after seeing it in a catalog. Of course he didn’t know then that it would turn into my rejection ritual.
Trust me on this: it’s very difficult to stay depressed about a rejection after you’ve danced around the room with an animated goat, singing and yodelling, at the top of your lungs, along with Julie Andrews.
O ho lay dee odl lee o, o ho lay dee odl ay
O ho lay dee odl lee o, lay dee odl lee o lay
August 6, 2008
Dear Men Who Are Chopping Up the Sidewalk,
How in the world can you stand that noise? How does it not drive you insane?
How did you miss the dirty looks I’ve been directing your way all morning?
When will this torture end?
