10 more days 'til Vampire Ball!!!
As this Friday is Boss's Day, I decided to celebrate the made-up, Hallmark holiday by taking up a collection and getting our boss a present. I genuinely like my boss, and would hang with him in real life except that my lifestyle isn't really well disposed to that sort of thing. I wouldn't want to put him in a position where he knows stuff he shouldn't know. ;-] Anyway, we got him Mario Kart for the Wii. It comes with a wheel controller attachment, plus we got an extra wheel so his wife can play too.
Contacted all the various businesses that are sending me stuff I need for the ball. The bookmarks tassles are shipping tomorrow at the latest. The company I ordered from sounds like it's one or two people and a whole lot of product. H is making my bookmarks, which will hopefully be done by this weekend, then I can put the tassles on as soon as they arrive. He's also making me a sign for the table. My books just got here. I will have the following books to sign and sell at the Vampire Ball:
A Stabbing for Sadie 20 copies
The Cat's Apprentice 7 copies
The Garden Anthology 7 copies
In computer news, my switch from Safari to FireFox was quick, painless, and effective. Not sure why I didn't do this the first time Safari started crashing on me.
I was going to write a whole sociopolitical post about how much I hate when people say that everything the government does with their tax money is on their dime. The whole "why should I have to help so-and-so with their such-and-such because I work hard and they don't" bullshit that people keep saying. But in doing some basic research about the US's ever widening disparity between haves and have-nots, I started feeling so mad I decided to stop researching and watch a Bugs Bunny cartoon instead. Yes, that speaks volumes about me and my commitment to my fellow man. But fuck it, I don't want to be depressed today.
Poetry continues to thwart me, but I shall not submit. My muse shall conquer the relentless demon endeavoring to prevent me from finding rhyme, theme, and meter. What little there is can be found at
wednes_writes.
And finally, if you're gonna be anywhere near Flint on October 24th, be sure to buy a ticket to The Vampire Ball.
Contacted all the various businesses that are sending me stuff I need for the ball. The bookmarks tassles are shipping tomorrow at the latest. The company I ordered from sounds like it's one or two people and a whole lot of product. H is making my bookmarks, which will hopefully be done by this weekend, then I can put the tassles on as soon as they arrive. He's also making me a sign for the table. My books just got here. I will have the following books to sign and sell at the Vampire Ball:
A Stabbing for Sadie 20 copies
The Cat's Apprentice 7 copies
The Garden Anthology 7 copies
In computer news, my switch from Safari to FireFox was quick, painless, and effective. Not sure why I didn't do this the first time Safari started crashing on me.
I was going to write a whole sociopolitical post about how much I hate when people say that everything the government does with their tax money is on their dime. The whole "why should I have to help so-and-so with their such-and-such because I work hard and they don't" bullshit that people keep saying. But in doing some basic research about the US's ever widening disparity between haves and have-nots, I started feeling so mad I decided to stop researching and watch a Bugs Bunny cartoon instead. Yes, that speaks volumes about me and my commitment to my fellow man. But fuck it, I don't want to be depressed today.
Poetry continues to thwart me, but I shall not submit. My muse shall conquer the relentless demon endeavoring to prevent me from finding rhyme, theme, and meter. What little there is can be found at
And finally, if you're gonna be anywhere near Flint on October 24th, be sure to buy a ticket to The Vampire Ball.

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ten more days til vampire ball
SILVER SHAMROCK!
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I forgot to comment, but I m very proud of your progress as well.
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