Short Attention Span Theatre

 It's time once again for Short Attention Span Theatre, with your host B.E. Sanderson.  (Yeah, I went with the British spelling.  You wanna make somethin' of it?)

I woke up today to a pair of fawns with a serious case of the zoomies.  They were running all over the yard, up into the neighbors' across the street yard, over to the north neighbor's yard, around the house and back again.  ZOOM!  So much happy.

I have the hiccups.

Is it hiccups or hiccoughs?  

I got next to no sleep last night.  Thanks, menopause.  Appreciate ya.

Coffee is my friend.

Since I was up anyway last night, I sat down and wrote.  Got another 800+ words added on to the day's total.  Woohoo.

Damn, that cigarette tastes good.

For some reason, the jukebox in my head decided to kick on and it felt like the damn thing was playing every song I ever heard.   Not the whole songs.  Just snippets.  On repeat.  

Put another nickel in... in the nickelodeon... all I want is lovin' you and music music music... SHUT UP!

I went to the DG yesterday.  Pulled into the parking lot with lots of cars and a few people milling about.  Turned my car off.  And notice the big banner across the front of the building: CLOSED FOR REMODELING.  You'd think one of those people would've waved me off.  But no.

I found a new internet music source - Jango.  I put a band into the search and it gave me a station based on the band (Of Monsters and Men, btw,)  It was perfect for writing fantasy.  Especially this song - Dirty Paws.  (Lyric video, not the original one.  And yes, I thought of your books, Silver, when this song came up.)  Anyway, it's free and it hasn't bothered me with annoying ads yet, so I'm good.

Well, I'm way behind this morning, so I should probably scoot along.  Have a great day.  And drop some Short Attention Span Theatre of your own if you feel like it.

Short Attention Span Theater

I always want to spell 'theater' as 'theatre' for some reason.

Hubs and I went to Missouri's equivalent of the DMV yesterday.  We hit the sweet spot.  Only two guys there when we arrived and the wait was short.  By the time we left, the line was out the door.  (In all fairness, it's a very small office, so 'line out the door' meant probably 6-7 people and 3 people at the counter.)  Now, we'll both have Real IDs and be federally compliant.  umm, yay?

I finally saw button bumps on one of the fawns yesterday.  Baby buck!  Yay!

My new pack of sticky notes is screwy.  It has alternating sticky, so when I go to pick them up, they make like an accordion.  Who thought that was a good idea?  And every time I use one, I have to turn the pad so the sticky is always at the top.  Derp.

Hubs also mowed the lawn yesterday afternoon.  To try and thwart the oak mites, he wore a long sleeved shirt and we doused him in Cutter bug repellent.  Poor man.  Sweating and smelling like bug spray.  Not sure if it worked yet because the mites take 4-6 hours to start itching and he's still sleeping.

Yesterday was a busy day.

When I first typed Cutter, I hit the B instead of the C, so it looked like we doused him in Butter.

A while back, I switched us from margarine to real butter.  It really does make a positive difference in the taste of things.

I have a bruise on the top of my foot.  Not sure where that came from. 

This morning is another 'coffee in my coffee' morning, wherein I add instant coffee to my cup of  coffee machine coffee.  It's necessary, trust me.

We have a Black and Decker coffee maker.  It holds up against this hard water better than Mr. Coffee.

Thanks for stopping by.  I hope to have a longer attention span and a real post available soon, but this week ain't lookin' good for it.

What fun and exciting things do you have to contribute to Short Attention Span Theater?

Short Attention Span Theater

Since my attention span is short, I thought I'd offer you what I like to call 'Short Attention Span Theater'.

I am mere pennies away from hitting the $3K mark for sales since I started this in 2015.

Yesterday, someone bought all four books in the Once Upon a Djinn series.  In paperback.  Yay.  And thank you to whoever you are.

The cat's UTI seems to be all gone, but she still has two days left on the meds.

She's still trying to spit them at me.

Still haven't attempted the Christmas cards.

Yesterday, while someone was buying my books, I was out raking leaves.  I'm sore today.

They're predicting a winter storm for Friday.  Supposed to get 4-8 inches.  Of snow.  Gah.

The other day I was frying up some ham to go with breakfast and a tiny piece of it jumped out of the pan and landed on my arm.  Not pleasant.

Speaking of burns, I was watching a baking competition and on one episode, a woman grabbed a pan without a potholder, burning her hand pretty good.  She stood there, holding it and waiting for a medic.  There was a sink RIGHT THERE.  Get that bitch under cold water.  Sheesh.

I burn myself a lot when I'm cooking. Remember the time I forgot that a burner had been on and I put my hand right on top of it.  Yup.

Another bird ditched into the picture window.  A chickadee this time.  He wasn't broken, just stunned.  I held him and kept him warm until he felt well enough to fly away.

I hate that birds keep flying into that window, but I do enjoy holding them.  Except when they poop on my hand.  :shrug:

I've noticed that as it gets closer to Christmas, more of my spam has to do with package deliveries I'm not getting and online orders I didn't make.

Any short things to add?