We finally took the two into the vet today to get spayed.
Mallory was calm and cool and collected, looking around the cat carrier, enjoying the experience of doing something different. Don't know how she'll feel this afternoon after LIndsey picks them up and brings them home.
Emma acted like a space cadet. Typical for her. The image she brings to mind is cross between Bill the Cat and Garfield suction-cupped against a car window.
And they're doing well, according to Melissa. Breathing a sigh of relief. :-)
And Emma is hiding. We haven't seen her since last evening. :-(
Can you tell I'm a worry wart at times?
Mallory was calm and cool and collected, looking around the cat carrier, enjoying the experience of doing something different. Don't know how she'll feel this afternoon after LIndsey picks them up and brings them home.
Emma acted like a space cadet. Typical for her. The image she brings to mind is cross between Bill the Cat and Garfield suction-cupped against a car window.
And they're doing well, according to Melissa. Breathing a sigh of relief. :-)
And Emma is hiding. We haven't seen her since last evening. :-(
Can you tell I'm a worry wart at times?
I've got another Dreamwidth invite code to go along with the one left unclaimed from mid-June. First come, first served.
Strangest dream this morning, and I'm not sure what events yesterday precipitated it.
I was sitting in the passenger seat of a car (because I'm usually copilot, as Melissa gets car sick on long drives, so she drives all the time whenever we're going someplace together), and the parent of one of youngest daughter's volleyball teammates was driving. He's a nice guy, very friendly, so it wasn't strange to go somewhere with him, I'm just now sure why he was there in my dream.
Anyway, we were driving down Carpenter on the east side of Ann Arbor, driving south, when we saw this tall building, where each floor was shaped like a square set on edge, so you had a series of diamond-shapes rising toward the sky. We figured each tower was an individual house or apartment, with a different room on each floor and decided to check it out. As you might expect, we got sidetracked into a museum where we saw a moving diorama of the death scenes of 1920s Chicago gangsters. The mobsters looked more like the actors playing them in The Untouchables than their real-life appearance, so the wheels on my imagination were seriously off track by the time I tried to get out of there and head over to the tower apartments.
I never got to visit because I went through an emergency exit, setting off a fire alarm. Which happened to be my alarm clock going off this morning.
I was sitting in the passenger seat of a car (because I'm usually copilot, as Melissa gets car sick on long drives, so she drives all the time whenever we're going someplace together), and the parent of one of youngest daughter's volleyball teammates was driving. He's a nice guy, very friendly, so it wasn't strange to go somewhere with him, I'm just now sure why he was there in my dream.
Anyway, we were driving down Carpenter on the east side of Ann Arbor, driving south, when we saw this tall building, where each floor was shaped like a square set on edge, so you had a series of diamond-shapes rising toward the sky. We figured each tower was an individual house or apartment, with a different room on each floor and decided to check it out. As you might expect, we got sidetracked into a museum where we saw a moving diorama of the death scenes of 1920s Chicago gangsters. The mobsters looked more like the actors playing them in The Untouchables than their real-life appearance, so the wheels on my imagination were seriously off track by the time I tried to get out of there and head over to the tower apartments.
I never got to visit because I went through an emergency exit, setting off a fire alarm. Which happened to be my alarm clock going off this morning.
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1.Take a picture of yourself right now.
2.Don’t change your clothes, don’t fix your hair…just take a picture.
3.Post that picture with NO editing.
4.Post these instructions with your picture.
1.Take a picture of yourself right now.
2.Don’t change your clothes, don’t fix your hair…just take a picture.
3.Post that picture with NO editing.
4.Post these instructions with your picture.
Happy Birthday,
stillsostrange!
Happy birthday, Amanda. :-)
I think the Big Freeze is a good nickname, but I'm more partial to Wilbon's penultimate suggestion from today's PTI -- the Big Witness. Shaq favored the Big Witness Protection, but that's a mouthful.
Shaq lays out mission: 'Win a ring for the King'
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I'm sure LJ can answer this better than I can by myself. I've already attempted a Google search and didn't find quite what I wanted to find. Or thought I wanted to find.
There's an expression that goes something like "now and then and ..."
I can't remember what comes after that. My mind keeps supplying "every point in between" as an answer, but I want to make sure.
There's an expression that goes something like "now and then and ..."
I can't remember what comes after that. My mind keeps supplying "every point in between" as an answer, but I want to make sure.
Congrats to Paul/
paulmelko and Paolo/
pbacigalupi and Ellen Datow/
ellen_datlow for nabbing the first novel, novelette, collection, and editor 2009 Locus Awards.
While I don't still believe LeBron will leave the Cavaliers after next season, the owners want a title for the starved franchise and put another piece into place, trading for Shaquille O'Neal on Thursday. And it doesn't appear they've given away the farm.
Vacation was good.
We spent last Monday afternoon on Navy Pier. Took the architectural river tour, which was nice. Younger daughter is flirting with the idea of becoming an architect and she was keen on the tour.
Back to writing now after the layoff. Toying with a character and whether he's an amputee or quadraplegic. I made the mistake of tackling Duma Key during my time off and while I had read the first chapter way back when it first came out, I'm miffed at how much its main character's experience (even from that brief reading) influenced one of the plot points I'm addressing.
I'll have to see what the UWG thinks about it. I should complete a new chapter (or two) by next Monday's meeting and I may submit the first three chapters and the new material to see how they feel about the tweaks I've made.
We spent last Monday afternoon on Navy Pier. Took the architectural river tour, which was nice. Younger daughter is flirting with the idea of becoming an architect and she was keen on the tour.
Back to writing now after the layoff. Toying with a character and whether he's an amputee or quadraplegic. I made the mistake of tackling Duma Key during my time off and while I had read the first chapter way back when it first came out, I'm miffed at how much its main character's experience (even from that brief reading) influenced one of the plot points I'm addressing.
I'll have to see what the UWG thinks about it. I should complete a new chapter (or two) by next Monday's meeting and I may submit the first three chapters and the new material to see how they feel about the tweaks I've made.
The third book in Traitor to the Crown by
ccfinlay/Charlie officially hits the bookshelves today. All three books in the series -- The Patriot Witch, A Spell for the Revolution, The Demon Redcoat -- make a good summer read. Fast, entertaining, fun.
And I picked up my copy last Tuesday. Don't know why it was released earlier at Nicola's. Perhaps there was a demand by readers. All three books were shelved (and then reshelved by moi to display the covers) so they've reordered the ones I bought last month and the month before.
The good point about my early copy is that equates to an early re-order.
And I picked up my copy last Tuesday. Don't know why it was released earlier at Nicola's. Perhaps there was a demand by readers. All three books were shelved (and then reshelved by moi to display the covers) so they've reordered the ones I bought last month and the month before.
The good point about my early copy is that equates to an early re-order.
I've two available to the first responders.
Melissa made egg rolls for supper tonight. Last time she made them it was the early '90s and we lived in Kentucky. I told her then and told her again tonight that they're the best egg rolls I've ever had.
"You're just saying that" was her reply. "You've built them up over the years. You can't remember what they tasted like back then."
Oh, but I can. They're so savory, so stuffed with ingredients, the flavor is unmistakable. They're a little bit of heaven.
"You're just saying that" was her reply. "You've built them up over the years. You can't remember what they tasted like back then."
Oh, but I can. They're so savory, so stuffed with ingredients, the flavor is unmistakable. They're a little bit of heaven.
Still plugging away on the book. Still enjoying the work. I don't have enough words yet, but the ones I do I like.
I was driving to the post office and then Wendy's for lunch. And then the gas station, because the orange "feed me" light started glowing on the dash. The whole time I'm singing. "One, two, three. One, two, three." Don't know why, but it brought me to an observation about how to start the fourth chapter. One of my characters is a detective, and he works murder scenes as if each one is a song. Some are jazz compositions, all over the place. Others are classical, slow and measured and planned. Most are down and dirty rock. But the music beneath each one is unique, driven by killer and victim in a sad symphony. All he needs to do is find the right beat, and he can find the right "musician."
I've got lots of possible different first lines. Take a look and tell me which one you like and believe I should use as a starting point for the above analogy.
Poll #1413458 First Line in Chapter Four
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I was driving to the post office and then Wendy's for lunch. And then the gas station, because the orange "feed me" light started glowing on the dash. The whole time I'm singing. "One, two, three. One, two, three." Don't know why, but it brought me to an observation about how to start the fourth chapter. One of my characters is a detective, and he works murder scenes as if each one is a song. Some are jazz compositions, all over the place. Others are classical, slow and measured and planned. Most are down and dirty rock. But the music beneath each one is unique, driven by killer and victim in a sad symphony. All he needs to do is find the right beat, and he can find the right "musician."
I've got lots of possible different first lines. Take a look and tell me which one you like and believe I should use as a starting point for the above analogy.
Poll #1413458 First Line in Chapter Four
This poll is closed.
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All
Which line works?
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There's music in murder.![]()
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8 (61.5%)
Every murder comes with its own music and lyrics.![]()
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3 (23.1%)
Death comes with its own tune.![]()
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1 (7.7%)
Catching a killer was the same as playing "Name That Tune."![]()
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1 (7.7%)
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PW profiles Charlie. Worth the read. Same can be said about the Traitor to the Crown books. One notable fact about the article is the discussion about Blue Heaven. Didn't know alums were battling 1.000 with regards to the Crawford. Excellent, dude. :-)
PW profiles Charlie. Worth the read. Same can be said about the Traitor to the Crown books. One notable fact about the article is the discussion about Blue Heaven. Didn't know alums were battling 1.000 with regards to the Crawford. Excellent, dude. :-)
Not much more to say beyond the subject line. Cavaliers couldn't force a seventh game in the Eastern Conference Finals this year and Orlando advanced to the NBA Finals to face the Lakers.
Latest commercial from Nike, featuring the LeBron James and Kobe Bryant puppets.
