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Cheap Thrills. Anybody that knows the David Allen Coe song…well, they just don’t know unless they know. My brother-in-law Mike sent us a CD of David Allen Coe songs that you’ll never hear on the radio. Never. And now I know more about David Allen Coe than I need to know. You know, I didn’t […]

Back Online. Well, we’ve been through our periodic screwed-up-the-internet party again, but we’re back now. I can’t say it was too terrible a thing, since now a) I get to read everything all at once, b) I did some good writing (let me remind myself that I don’t know how to write novels, it’s all

Hoo hoo! Tomorrow I work. After that I play for twelve days. It’s good to have PTO.

Calm, Happy Thoughts. So my spouse kindly swaps out the video card in the system upstairs, thinking that it would help the monitor problems. And does something else, something mysterious, “to keep the system from overheating.” Well, gosh darned if I didn’t get a good half hour of work in before I tried to save

The Count of Down. M’lord. De’s vacation starts on Wednesday. De went to the new worksite today and checked out the digs. Tiny. Poorly organized. Snazzy, in a beige kind of way, and no duct tape on the carpet. Vacation = going to stay home and write. Got to get up in the morning. Unk.

Semantics. se·man·tics n. (used with a sing. or pl. verb) 1. Linguistics. The study or science of meaning in language. 2. Linguistics. The study of relationships between signs and symbols and what they represent. Also called semasiology. 3. The meaning or the interpretation of a word, sentence, or other language form: We’re basically agreed; let’s

On an unrelated note, (cough) the Testerman Band (Guitarzan! Guitarzan! He’s the leader of a jungle band!) and the mysterious couple that “likes Arcanis; Jack says they’re funny” should arrive here at an unidentified time for some living Arcanis. And barbecued chicken. Mmmm. Chicken. I should be working on the newsletter (they’re letting me take

Sanity. I noted to my husband yesterday that I had yet to meet a man who was entirely sane. His response was, “Yes, but you like freaks.” So I do. Nevermind.

Rayup. Her growth curve appears to be slowing down a little. 30 inches, 20 lbs 13 oz. I asked the Dr. about Ray grinding her teeth, and the Dr. said not to worry about it. All appears to be well with the bebe!

Ramble. I don’t know how to say what I want to say…here goes: Writing isn’t just scratching the cat until it purrs, but it seems like so many people have forgotten to scratch the cat at all that fewer people like to read than like to watch TV. Go to any bookstore that sells magazines.