Brought the comic shop boys a bunch of cookies today (“Who do you love?” I asked, coming in, and they said, “OOooooOOOOH. We love YOU!”), bought comics (only 3, because Ted has dropped the X titles! goodness! but they did something with Astonishing that just set all our teeth on edge, dammit), and went and got the Audi. Er, well, not at the comic shop, but you know what I mean. After that. The Audi’s speedometer is still broken. *sigh* Our mechanic didn’t know the Magic Audi Mouth-Holding Position in…
fair accident :)
Jai reminded me I was supposed to post pictures of the fair accident, so I am doing so now, behind the cut tag. Beware! Pottery and cute chefs!
unbearable
I got up early enough to write this morning, but the idea was just unbearable for some reason, so I took the dog for a walk down to the water and back again. Now I feel much better and am prepared to write, but of course now I have to be at the day job. :P It’s really smoky out today. The air smells sharp and tangy and the sunrise was quite magnificent. It’s chilly out for walking in shorts and a tanktop, but I’d have sweltered wearing sweats or…
URBANE SHAMAN *laugh*
*helpless giggles* Good, I got permission to post this. It’s pure silliness brought on by a typo on a mailing list — someone wrote URBAN SHAMAN as URBANE SHAMAN, which I said would be a *very* different book! People took off with the idea, ranging from an urbane shaman being “Some leathery faced, wise native elder wearing a top hat and monocle,” to “a hunky Native metrosexual with long black hair with one feather in it leaning against a wine-bar,” which promted, “Sort of Queer Eye for the Rez Guy.”…
confused!
The problem with getting up at 6:20 is that by 11:20, one feels as if the work day ought to be mostly over, when in fact it is no such thing. My brain is sure it must be around 2pm by now. o.O