Bad news: I didn’t get any writing done yesterday. I don’t really have an excuse…I think I was just burned out. May the flogging commence.
Good news: My boss’s boss’s boss decided that having a third shift is a good idea after all. My job is safe. Whoo-hoo!
Sorry about the delay on the third (and final) installment of No Pants Lady. The cold I was suffering from (excuse me…from which I was suffering) has gotten worse, and now that the trees and grass of Maine have decided to spew their loverly spring pollen forth into the air, I’m suffering from allergies as well. To counteract this, I’ve been hopped up on Benedryl, and as a result I’ve been in and out of consiousness for the past 36 hours or so. I realize that most of my blog entries sound like they were written while I was hopped up on Benedryl (or indeed, something stronger), but alas! such is not the case.
Once my mind is cleared of its medicinal fog, I’ll spew part 3 forth into the air. Or, you know, something like that.
Meanwhile, check out the new works posted on Readers and Writers Blog. They include some amazing poetry by Jennifer Weber, as well as the newest installments of Ginny Good and The Unearthing.
Sorry about the delay on the third (and final) installment of No Pants Lady. The cold I was suffering from (excuse me…from which I was suffering) has gotten worse, and now that the trees and grass of Maine have decided to spew their loverly spring pollen forth into the air, I’m suffering from allergies as well. To counteract this, I’ve been hopped up on Benedryl, and as a result I’ve been in and out of consiousness for the past 36 hours or so. I realize that most of my blog entries sound like they were written while I was hopped up on Benedryl (or indeed, something stronger), but alas! such is not the case.
Once my mind is cleared of its medicinal fog, I’ll spew part 3 forth into the air. Or, you know, something like that.
Meanwhile, check out the new works posted on Readers and Writers Blog. They include some amazing poetry by Jennifer Weber, as well as the newest installments of Ginny Good and The Unearthing.
I’ve been ‘tagged’ by Jaden @ ScreenWriting for Hollywood to post eight random facts about myself. Here goes:
1. I got my very first crush on Han Solo after seeing Empire Strikes Back at the drive-in theater at the age of nine. I want to be clear about this: Han Solo, not Harrison Ford.
2. I rarely wear matching socks. I hate folding them, so I throw them all in a big basket and most days I just pick out two at random.
3. I cut my own hair because I’m too cheap to go to a salon. I use the money I save to buy books.
4. In high school, I wrote a term paper for a guy I had a crush on. (Not Han Solo.) He got an A. Then he completely ignored me for the rest of our senior year. Asshole. May his pipe never smoke, may his teapot be broke, etc, etc, etc…
5. I once saw Stephen King at the Bangor Mall, back in the 80’s, but I was too chicken to ask for an autograph. Or to do anything except stare at him like a total idiot.
6. My youngest brother now works as an intern for the sports radio station Stephen King owns. He refuses to arrange an introduction. I can’t blame him.
7. I’ve seen Gosford Park 22 times, 6 of those while listening to Julian Fellowes’ DVD commentary.
8. I own the soundtrack to Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure. And I listen to it.
Okay…now I’m supposed to ‘tag’ someone else. I’ll make it Matt, because he’s new to blogging, and Elle, because I want to see what sort of embarrassing stuff she’s got hidden in her sock basket. These are the rules:
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post you need to tag a couple others (the number is apparently up to the tagger) and include their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment and tell them they’ve been tagged, and to read your blog.
I’ve been ‘tagged’ by Jaden @ ScreenWriting for Hollywood to post eight random facts about myself. Here goes:
1. I got my very first crush on Han Solo after seeing Empire Strikes Back at the drive-in theater at the age of nine. I want to be clear about this: Han Solo, not Harrison Ford.
2. I rarely wear matching socks. I hate folding them, so I throw them all in a big basket and most days I just pick out two at random.
3. I cut my own hair because I’m too cheap to go to a salon. I use the money I save to buy books.
4. In high school, I wrote a term paper for a guy I had a crush on. (Not Han Solo.) He got an A. Then he completely ignored me for the rest of our senior year. Asshole. May his pipe never smoke, may his teapot be broke, etc, etc, etc…
5. I once saw Stephen King at the Bangor Mall, back in the 80’s, but I was too chicken to ask for an autograph. Or to do anything except stare at him like a total idiot.
6. My youngest brother now works as an intern for the sports radio station Stephen King owns. He refuses to arrange an introduction. I can’t blame him.
7. I’ve seen Gosford Park 22 times, 6 of those while listening to Julian Fellowes’ DVD commentary.
8. I own the soundtrack to Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure. And I listen to it.
Okay…now I’m supposed to ‘tag’ someone else. I’ll make it Matt, because he’s new to blogging, and Elle, because I want to see what sort of embarrassing stuff she’s got hidden in her sock basket. These are the rules:
1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.
3. At the end of your post you need to tag a couple others (the number is apparently up to the tagger) and include their names.
4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment and tell them they’ve been tagged, and to read your blog.
~ If you haven’t read any of Jasper Fforde’s Thursday Next books, then you should get started on them right away.
~ At the moment, it’s a balmy 64 degrees outside, so I would love to open up my windows. Alas! the farmer up the road is fertilizing his fields.
~ A new report suggests that breast cancer tumors grow faster in younger women. If you’re reading this blog then chances are I like you at least a little and would like you to be around for a very long time. So if you’ve got boobs, then take care of ’em. Take care of yourself. 
A few minutes ago, my Yahoo homepage had a link to the following article. It seems a letter written by Abraham Lincoln was auctioned off for a cool $3.4 million.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080403/ts_alt_afp/ushistorypoliticsauctionlincoln
I guess it didn’t buy him any respect, because–directly across from the link to this article–he’s hawking Subway sandwiches. In sunglasses. Good Lord.
Okay…I’m not a celebrity, and I don’t play one on T.V. But I do have a playlist. And some of ’em aren’t on iTunes.
1. Tougher Than The Rest – Bruce Springsteen. Best love song ever written. Ever.
2. Little Girl Blue – Janis Joplin. When she sings, “I know you’re unhappy…honey I know just how you feel…” you know she ain’t lyin’.
3. Add It Up – Violent Femmes. I’ve waited my whole life for just one…
4. Come To My Window – Melissa Etheridge. “I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath.” That is the hottest lyric ever written. Ever.
5. Sideways – Let’s Go Sailing. I just can’t get sick of this song.
6. Tumbling – Gumball. Obligatory obscure song that makes people say, “Look at how funky she is! I will never be hip.” Actually, a very cool song from an awesome CD.
7. Kayleigh – Marillion. Because it reminds me of 1985. But in the good way.
8. Coming Up Close – Til Tuesday. How many songs can make you feel homesick even when you’re home?
9. Pink Cadillac – Bruce Springsteen. Natalie Cole should never have been let within a mile of this song. Never.
10. Sunday Morning Coming Down – Johnny Cash or Kris Kristofferson. Either version. Just a great song.
SOURCE: The Onion
R.J. Keller 