Well, nuts. Power outage, big entry destroyed, auto-draft function didn’t make it. So, quickie recap.
Husband of the Boss was Mark Lenard‘s roomie in school. So, I’m tutoring a colleague of Spock’s dad on how to use a computer. George used to hang out with Jack Benny & Mary Livingston as a kid, too.
Last Boss had Bill Daily visit once in a while.
Free stock photos, more free stock photos., and still more.
I should pick up a new swiss army knife sometime soon. Something slim and compact… I don’t need a fish scaler or laser pointer built into it. The Lefty has my interest.
In a more optimistic spin on Sturgeon’s Law, I firmly believe that 10% of everything is more than worthy of your attention. I tend to agree with hanlon’s razor, too.
Additionally, I’m not crazy about Cole’s Law.
Kurt Vonnegut – Eight rules for writing fiction
1. Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.
2. Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.
3. Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.
4. Every sentence must do one of two things — reveal character or advance the action.
5. Start as close to the end as possible.
6. Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
7. Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia.
8. Give your readers as much information as possible as soon as possible. To heck with suspense. Readers should have such complete understanding of what is going on, where and why, that they could finish the story themselves, should cockroaches eat the last few pages.
— Vonnegut, Kurt Vonnegut, Bagombo Snuff Box: Uncollected Short Fiction (New York: G.P. Putnam’s Sons 1999), 9-10.
A Bad Day’s End (a meme by fianna, via talonvaki)
(post a pic of your happy-makers in your journal, and pass it on!)
Well, heck, anyone who knows me even a wee bit has seen pictures of little Newtie. He’s always happy to see me when I come home. See also the icon.
And he takes care of me when things seem a little overwhelming. Newton makes me a happy monkey. Plus, he rides my shoulder like a parrot.
I want a glass of cold lemonade, some big ol’ thick fried potatoes, and a dessert of chilled raspberries.
With winds outside blowing tumbleweeds down the roads (otherwise abandoned.)
The day off from work.
A hammock, a good book, and Newt sleeping happily
Wind chimes soft.
Batman Logo evolutionary chart (See Also: the evolution of Superman’s Costume and The Incredible Growing S)
Yikes! I lost myself a bit there… a bit longer than I thought! Until later, dear journal!
1 year ago – pondering public entries, nice gab with the Cs, ADP sucks again, Zombie Recipe, Cat w/hands, gov overrides names.
2 years ago – 03/03/03, MRE, rudimentary lj search engine
3 years ago – fake trading floor, Olive Garden screed, Hsien-Yu Pi-Jen
4 years ago – Owls in Myth & Culture, 3-d fax printing, Dogen