Archive for September, 2008

I am bo-ring

Sunday, September 28th, 2008

Snaotheus tells me this morning that he’ll call me later today, so I can complain to him about my mother and tell him stories about my dog. This is all I have to talk about. He probably doesn’t want to hear about the mold on my sweet basil plants, either. I am so embarrassed. I […]

Impending dictatorship?

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

So, will this financial collapse be the thing that the neo-con fascists use as an excuse to take over the country and institute a dictatorship (the historical fate of democracies)?

Magic afghan project

Saturday, September 20th, 2008

None of y’all is a knitter, AFAIR, so let me explain. An online knitting umbrella organization, ravelry.com, has carved out a niche as a sort of Knitting Central, with databases of yarns, patterns, projects, etc., etc., etc. It also allows members to start groups—forums that any member can join. You can start a group based […]

Deep philosophical question

Monday, September 15th, 2008

Why are fart jokes always so hysterically funny?!?

I think I will live . . .

Friday, September 12th, 2008

. . . but I’m not betting the farm on it just yet.
Despite not having any little people around, I came down with a nasty, nasty virus this week. Probably some little snot-gobbler hacked all over the handle of a grocery cart I was unfortunate enough to use last week. Evil little disease vectors, they […]

Ewwwwwie.

Monday, September 8th, 2008

My arms and hands are covered with mosquito bites from the elbow down. I suspect this occurred yesterday when I inadvertently walked through a cloud of the little buggers by the lake. Why they were swarming at noon (they’re supposed to be out early a.m. and dusk), I don’t know.
I also have a sore throat. […]

Handful o’ heaven

Monday, September 8th, 2008

It’s been a crappy couple of weeks, work-wise-speaking, and today didn’t break the streak. Stressful. Overpowering. Obnoxious. Annoying. So here’s what I do to make it go away:

To make it even better, this afternoon the Otises are sproinging about on the railing. I have a shot of one of them lying on my porch swing, […]

. . . p.s. . . .

Sunday, September 7th, 2008

The undirected-writing ’speriment last week was a rousing success! I got a couple pages of usable stuff and realized where my thinking had skipped over some things. Best of all it was unspeakably wonderful to actually craft language and attend to lyricism, rhythm, flow, alliteration, elegance and beauty. Never get to do that for pay […]

Success! Peaches!

Sunday, September 7th, 2008

Well, actually it was “Success! Fetch!”, but I couldn’t resist.
My shelter-rescue goggie Blue has been with me for a little over four years. Her previous owner, I’m quite confident, never had her around other dogs or played with her. Despite frequent trips to the fenced-in, three-acre dog park down the street, she has […]

Stand by. . .

Monday, September 1st, 2008

I am trying something today I have never done before, not even (as far as I recall) as a kid: Completely undirected writing. Always, in everything I’ve ever written, I’ve had a goal (plot, point, or article structure) in mind, fiction and nonfiction alike. Today, I am just going to throw characters together and see […]