The Ninety-Eighth Post: The One Where I Labored When I Shouldn’t Have And I Reward Myself With Ice Cream…

You might have noticed there were no blogs on Saturday or yesterday – Saturday was consumed with trying to end my novel and the characters keep telling me ‘wait! Wait! We have more to say!‘ as if once everything is finished they’re going to be out on the unemployment line… which is not the case, I’ve got at least another two or three ideas for this pair alone. Not to mention all the other novel ideas I have, so there is going to be no change that anyone – fictional or otherwise – is going to be holding up a sign at the corner of Main reading ‘will put self into interesting situations for food’.

This is worth… what? Three minutes with a colicky dragon maybe?

This news article is getting a mention because one: it’s neat and it happened when I was about 5 years old and two: it kinda ties in with my current sci-fi project as they both have to go through the heliopause. I am watching this with great interest just because I want to make sure that the science for the most part is going to be accurate. It’s not going to be hard sci-fi like the works of Ben Bova, but firmer than Star Trek. I just have to get through the first novel to get to the second one to get to the third and so on and so forth. I’m really looking forward to I/O Error just because it’s allowing me to establish a mythology with another story. I love things like that – Stephen King especially with Randall Flagg and how he’s woven him (it?) through so many other books beyond The Stand. I’m not going to say anything else – I want people to eventually puzzle it together.

Oh – I saw the movie The Skin I Live In and I can safely say this: all the notions I had of what personal revenge are kindergarten in comparison. It’s a good movie if you don’t mind reading subtitles or can understand Spanish fluently. Really good movie. Wow. Continuing on with the TV theme, I finally got to watch the gold medal game for women’s soccer between USA and Japan. I knew who won before I watched the match (thank you, Internet – next you’ll tell me Rosebud was a sled), but it was nice to see how everything developed. Next up is the gold medal game between USA and Spain in men’s basketball. After that, I get to hunker down for two years until the Sochi Winter Games. To be truthful, I like the Winter Games a little bit more. But hey, it’s the Olympics. Another TV thing: this is a guilty pleasure. I have admitted it. It now has no power over me… until the next episode. Oh, God – what is happening to me? Well – I have only one criticism of the show: are there no straight black men in Hollywood? Seriously – how can this one guy get lucky so often?

Well, I should get going. I have to shower and get ready for work. Y’all have fun.


Seething Apathy

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