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New Year. Finish novel. Submit. Start Best of All Possible Beauregards. Stay on track for buying a house, shoot for mid-year 2006. Pay attention, especially to my daughter, who has trouble saying what she means, and to my husband, who sometimes does, too. In general, do the things I tell myself, wouldn’t it be a […]

Tom Waits. New album, Real Gone. On Rhapsody, the mini-review: “Real Gone sounds like the cut end of corrugated metal: in other words, it’s instant vintage Waits. — Sarah B.” Granted, the review was probably written by someone who considers Bone Machine vintage Waits, but a good assessment. Not as good as Mule Variations, but

Show tunes. Somebody had a quote by Miguel de Cervantes today at work. Don Quixote! I broke into song. I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha dum dum dum de dum da da dum! And then they told me to shut up, but there you go. Later, blogging, I looked up the

Movie. Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy opens on May 6th. This will be Arthur Dent, and this will be Slartibartfast. Other actors look just as obvious for their parts. I’ve like Hitchhiker’s a lot longer than I’ve liked Joss Whedon. Also, it’s right after my birthday, so whatever, “Serenity.”

Cookies. We made homemade cookies today. Easter cookie cutters, Christmas sprinkles. I hope when she’s older she gets used to this kind of thing.

Na na na na Star! Ray: Na na na na Star! Na na na na Star! Me: What are you doing? Ray: I wish a star. Me: What do you wish for? Ray: I wish presents Christmas. Me: Good choice.

Writing stuff. It’s been a while… I finished the third draft of the story, and I still have a lot of work to do. Some things are going much better, some things are the same, and some things I still can’t figure out at all. Why? Why why why??? The problem with giving your characters

Sheesh. (Writing stuff.) It’s been a while… I finished the third draft of the story, and I still have a lot of work to do. Some things are going much better, some things are the same, and some things I still can’t figure out at all. Why? Why why why??? The problem with giving your

Weight. (Forgive me if I screw this up.) 1 lb = 16 oz. = 1 pint 1 c = 8 oz (2 c = 1 pint, 2 pints = 1 quart, 4 quarts = 1 gallon) 1 gallon = 8 pints = 8 pounds. So a gallon (of beer) is 8 pounds. According to my

Badge. You don’t get badges for being a parent, but you should. Like “My Child Survived to Adulthood Only Because I Didn’t Kill Him (or Her).” Like “Did the Sex Talk.” Like “Made it through Flu Season with a Two-Year Old without a Direct Hit.” Here’s the badge I want: The “Fox In Sox Adult