And so, Nov 1, I make a start on my Novel. I plan to have it finished for the end of the month. This is, of course, for http://www.nanowrimo.org/, The International Novel Writing Month. I am devoting this evening to planning it, and the rest of the…
Item: My secret shame – I recently re-watched The Phantom Menace (this being viewing #2, viewing #1 was at 12:05am on the release day) and .. it didn’t suck as much. There were still some things that irritated me. They were, in order, (1) Jar Jar Binks. No matter how…
So, unexpected message from Karen yesterday, at around 5.30 or so, saying “Hey, don’t forget, go see Debra at 7.00pm tonight!” which I was able to do, but (drat!) couldn’t bring Annette along. I caught up with some old friends, with whom I thought there might…
Two heavy things today: (1) I got a haircut. A serious haircut. I thought my last haircut was serious when I went from having hair half-way down my back to moderately short, but this time I’ve gone to a number two all over, which basically means my head is…
Someone sent me the following deconstruction of your basic boy band/smoove guy love song: TITLE OF THE SONG Declaration of my feelings for you Elaboration on those feelings Description of how long these feelings have existed Belief that no one else could feel the same as I Reminiscence of…
Conversation I just had with Annette on the subject of what side-dish would accompany the chicken she was making for dinner: ANNETTE: “What shall we have with the chicken?” JSR: “Whatever, I don’t mind.” ANNETTE: “You have to choose.” JSR: “No really, whatever.” ANNETTE: “Nooo, you HAVE to choose.…
So, I spent a bit more of this weekend away from the computer, compared to normal. Much of sunday was spent either working on turning the exterior door of the computer room into an airlock to keep out THE TERRIBLE SPIDER INVASION and make Annette happier, or snuzzled up in…
I went to see my friend Scott McFarlane in the hospital today. He’s doing surprisingly well, for someone who’s had a stroke, but he can’t speak, can’t move one of his arms much, and one of his legs, he’s breathing through a hole in his…