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Wherein I ramble about books, movies,
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Tuesday, March 06, 2007
random tuesday
random link -- Feeling guilty because you haven't updated your blog in a while? Here's a way for you to give your readers something to ponder and the best part is, it involves absolutely NO work on your part. That's right, just click here. It will ramble in a way that makes you homesick for your grandpa Claude, yeah, the one who used to pee behind the barn when he thought nobody was watching. Just cut and paste and you'll have a masterpiece that will leave your readers going WTF in a special way.
random update -- I have a lead on some exciting news, but it would be premature to discuss it. I'll say more when my ducks are in a row or my evil plot comes to fruition, or maybe my ducks will have fruit. Who the hell knows? I'm on a 5K a day writing schedule right now and I've sort of lost touch with reality. I answer e-mails when I remember I have e-mail, but again, my blog-hopping presence will be diminished until I spank this bitch of a book and call it Mommy. Please remember that I love you all. *blows kisses Eva Peron-style* Don't cry for me, Argentina, but I want some real tears from you, Portugal.
In other news, I found Bham over on Literotica. Has Bam finally gone around the corner to crazy Cellie fangrrl and is now writing Black Dagger fan-fic? (Nope. It's a story about black cop doing a white girl hard. Actually it's not bad as far as a dirty smut goes. I kinda like the pure nasty raunchiness of the last line.) What was I doing finding crazy shit on Literotica when I'm supposed to be writing?
Look, a duck!
random endorsement -- C'mere, lemme tell you a secret. When I'm feeling all girlie, I watch Return to Me and just snivel over the way David Duchovny loses his wife. He's adorable in this movie, I'm talking 'bout give you sugar diabetes sweet, and Minnie Driver is cute too. Sure, it's pure syrup, all the stuff of soap opera meets Hallmark Presents but I love the hell out of it anyway.
I also can't get enough of the Scissor Sisters. I Don't Feel Like Dancin' is almost hypnotic. What's not to like about a dude in tight pants singing in falsetto? Maybe the tight pants are why he sings in falsetto. Anyway, they remind me of the BeeGees or even ABBA, but WTF, they're my guilty pleasure, along with Baskin Robbins Love Potion #31 and Manimal reruns. Hey, that show was years ahead of its time. He could turn into ANY animal. Shut up.
random update -- I have a lead on some exciting news, but it would be premature to discuss it. I'll say more when my ducks are in a row or my evil plot comes to fruition, or maybe my ducks will have fruit. Who the hell knows? I'm on a 5K a day writing schedule right now and I've sort of lost touch with reality. I answer e-mails when I remember I have e-mail, but again, my blog-hopping presence will be diminished until I spank this bitch of a book and call it Mommy. Please remember that I love you all. *blows kisses Eva Peron-style* Don't cry for me, Argentina, but I want some real tears from you, Portugal.
In other news, I found Bham over on Literotica. Has Bam finally gone around the corner to crazy Cellie fangrrl and is now writing Black Dagger fan-fic? (Nope. It's a story about black cop doing a white girl hard. Actually it's not bad as far as a dirty smut goes. I kinda like the pure nasty raunchiness of the last line.) What was I doing finding crazy shit on Literotica when I'm supposed to be writing?
Look, a duck!
random endorsement -- C'mere, lemme tell you a secret. When I'm feeling all girlie, I watch Return to Me and just snivel over the way David Duchovny loses his wife. He's adorable in this movie, I'm talking 'bout give you sugar diabetes sweet, and Minnie Driver is cute too. Sure, it's pure syrup, all the stuff of soap opera meets Hallmark Presents but I love the hell out of it anyway.
I also can't get enough of the Scissor Sisters. I Don't Feel Like Dancin' is almost hypnotic. What's not to like about a dude in tight pants singing in falsetto? Maybe the tight pants are why he sings in falsetto. Anyway, they remind me of the BeeGees or even ABBA, but WTF, they're my guilty pleasure, along with Baskin Robbins Love Potion #31 and Manimal reruns. Hey, that show was years ahead of its time. He could turn into ANY animal. Shut up.
Labels: Random Tuesday
I also watched "howl's moving castle". Christian bale's voice gets my panties all wet (and not from pee).
Hehe, your little girl has good taste in music, DQ.
Carrie, I KNOW! OMG, my heart just breaks because they're so sweet together in the beginning. The dog kills me too, how he won't come away from the door to eat until she comes home (But she's never coming home again) *sniffle*
The movie just has some tremendously quotable lines.
Oh the I-Love-Lucy situations I get myself into. If only I could meet my Ethel then we could get work in a chocolate factory and stuff it down our pants when the conveyor belt moves too fast and then I could paint on a big red mouth and end the day by crying, "RICKY!"
Yes, kitty, we are JMN (jamming?)
Almost done for the day.
Next up... Auto-Man! (Oh, geez. Does anyone else remember that one?) ^_^