Thursday, May 31, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Today's Tuesday Morning's Scribute to 10am:
Well, I hope everyone had a good holiday yesterday.
Any holiday is a good one, I know.
So, what'd I do?
Wait...what did I do...
lemme see,
checked off about 4 inches of things from The List,
(getting manageable)
started a book
(reading, not writing)
called "Love and Houses",
trying to finish that last Harry Potter
but I can barely lift the damn thing
(but I will not be defeated),
recycled and found some really good magazines
(yes, I admit it -- I picked some prime mags from the bin)
did a crossword,
made some enchiritos
(if that doesn't already exist, I count that as two things),
and
I think I just ended the week-long
orange *don't-go-outside* ozone alert
dry-spell combo we've had here
by washing and waxing Gillian, the trusty Honda.*
And, of course, I made another list.
On that list is "update your scributes, man".
So
(even though the harddrive
just started making that not-so-funny noise again)
I'm back for Tuesday Scributes for sure.
No, really.
*The roses would've liked me better
if I'd thought to do that sooner.
Well, I hope everyone had a good holiday yesterday.Any holiday is a good one, I know.
So, what'd I do?
Wait...what did I do...
lemme see,
checked off about 4 inches of things from The List,
(getting manageable)
started a book
(reading, not writing)
called "Love and Houses",
trying to finish that last Harry Potter
but I can barely lift the damn thing
(but I will not be defeated),
recycled and found some really good magazines
(yes, I admit it -- I picked some prime mags from the bin)
did a crossword,
made some enchiritos
(if that doesn't already exist, I count that as two things),
and
I think I just ended the week-long
orange *don't-go-outside* ozone alert
dry-spell combo we've had here
by washing and waxing Gillian, the trusty Honda.*
And, of course, I made another list.
On that list is "update your scributes, man".
So
(even though the harddrive
just started making that not-so-funny noise again)
I'm back for Tuesday Scributes for sure.
No, really.
*The roses would've liked me better
if I'd thought to do that sooner.
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Today's Tuesday Morning's Scribute to 10am:
Again I've fallen into the category of
"Where the Heck Ya Been This Time"?
Having tea and crumpets with Jimmy Hoffa.
Swapping dirty limericks with Amelia Earhart.
And traveling back and forth and back and forth
between Jackson and Memphis.
Building up my bookmarks and beaded things,
and mainly, selling books online.
First just for fun, now for platelet money.
I have way too much fun doing it, too.
So I hope I didn't just jinx it.
But if so, there'll be something else fun to do.
I believe that now.
Wrapping packages and going to the post office
to jabber with my favorite postal worker
is my kind of fun.
There. I admit it. I said it, I like it.
Another thing, I've been designing a labmonkie webpage
so I can link all these things together in once place,
which will be up this week. Or next. Y'know me.
So for now, I have designed that logo up top
for the li'l ole Amazon store's mailing label.
Whatcha think?
Say you love it because I'm not changing it.
My mom just said,
"Oh, look! It's a monkey!"
I said, "Yeah! With glasses...can you tell?"
I wanted it kinda abstract.
She said "Yyyyyes! You know...
you should design logos for a living."
Which ironically is one thing I've been doing in the past 15 years.
At least I was supposed to, until that last job I had.
Which reminds me,
I don't know or need to know the whole story,
but one of the people at that last place
who threw me and another guy to the lions?
Apparently, he finally got pushed into the arena, too.
Ooo. Well.
I hate to say this, but _________.
I won't say it, but you can fill in the blanks.
Okay, okay. I'm not smug.
You wanna know
my real blank-filler? It's
"Hey. If it weren't for the pushers and the lions,
there'd be no
'Today's Tuesday Morning's Scribute to 10am',
and no real happiness for me."
And hopefully, happiness for the
people who like the Scributes, too.
And I'm also getting
*something about reaping and sowing*,
so I better shut up before I get smoted.
But thank you, God, for the pushers and the lions.
I get it now.
Anyway.
More bittersweet lemons for the lemonade,
(which besides tonic water is my favorite drink)
here's my favorite mama-story so far.
Yes, I've told it before, but I can't help telling it again
because she is so funny.
One day about 5 years ago,
she read something I wrote and said,
"You know what? You should be a writer."
I said, "Well, I am. I'm a copywriter, for ad agencies."
She said, "Oh no no no, I mean a real writer."
Like I ever had a chance of being normal.
Or smug. I love saying that word... it's funny...
smugsmugsmug...
Thanks again, Big Daddy G.
"Where the Heck Ya Been This Time"?
Having tea and crumpets with Jimmy Hoffa.
Swapping dirty limericks with Amelia Earhart.
And traveling back and forth and back and forth
between Jackson and Memphis.
Building up my bookmarks and beaded things,
and mainly, selling books online.
First just for fun, now for platelet money.
I have way too much fun doing it, too.
So I hope I didn't just jinx it.
But if so, there'll be something else fun to do.
I believe that now.
Wrapping packages and going to the post office
to jabber with my favorite postal worker
is my kind of fun.
There. I admit it. I said it, I like it.
Another thing, I've been designing a labmonkie webpage
so I can link all these things together in once place,
which will be up this week. Or next. Y'know me.
So for now, I have designed that logo up top
for the li'l ole Amazon store's mailing label.
Whatcha think?
Say you love it because I'm not changing it.
My mom just said,
"Oh, look! It's a monkey!"
I said, "Yeah! With glasses...can you tell?"
I wanted it kinda abstract.
She said "Yyyyyes! You know...
you should design logos for a living."
Which ironically is one thing I've been doing in the past 15 years.
At least I was supposed to, until that last job I had.
Which reminds me,
I don't know or need to know the whole story,
but one of the people at that last place
who threw me and another guy to the lions?
Apparently, he finally got pushed into the arena, too.
Ooo. Well.
I hate to say this, but _________.
I won't say it, but you can fill in the blanks.
Okay, okay. I'm not smug.
You wanna know
my real blank-filler? It's
"Hey. If it weren't for the pushers and the lions,
there'd be no
'Today's Tuesday Morning's Scribute to 10am',
and no real happiness for me."
And hopefully, happiness for the
people who like the Scributes, too.
And I'm also getting
*something about reaping and sowing*,
so I better shut up before I get smoted.
But thank you, God, for the pushers and the lions.
I get it now.
Anyway.
More bittersweet lemons for the lemonade,
(which besides tonic water is my favorite drink)
here's my favorite mama-story so far.
Yes, I've told it before, but I can't help telling it again
because she is so funny.
One day about 5 years ago,
she read something I wrote and said,
"You know what? You should be a writer."
I said, "Well, I am. I'm a copywriter, for ad agencies."
She said, "Oh no no no, I mean a real writer."
Like I ever had a chance of being normal.
Or smug. I love saying that word... it's funny...
smugsmugsmug...
Thanks again, Big Daddy G.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Found this down the lovely lady fudgeit's way. Looks like a very good movie coming out soon named The Golden Compass (which I hope does make its way over here to US theaters, too, because all we've had lately is "Big Momma's House 5" and "American Idol: The Movie").
My daemon first started out as a crow (which reminds me of one of my favorite Jack Handy lines)...
"The crows seemed to be calling his name, thought Caw. "
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