Working in the woods yesterday, moving one pile of crap to another pile of crap, and I went to move a rather large hickory limb. I stood it up and tipped it over to get it out of the way, but I neglected to account for the way the limb was weirdly twisted, so when it hit the ground, the thick end bounced up and hit me in the thigh. Talk about ouch. It's going to be a glorious bruise once it blooms.
You ever have a dream so happy that you were sad when you woke up?
I'm driving myself crazy trying to think of a title for DN3. I mean, I had settled on The Deepest Cut, which would be right for the MO of the killer, but all wrong for the timeframe (plus, it's been done to death). Maybe that's why every other title sounds lame by comparison. I need to get over it. I'm laying in bed running the Title HamsterWheel and not getting any sleep. I thought I had a good title - Green-Eyed Murder - but the next morning, it was lame. Then I came up with a couple last night which I got out of bed to write down, but they seem lame this morning. The best one out of that lot is JUSTICE: PAST DUE - I think the colon helps. :shrug: (And a big hug to Silver, who sent me a list of suggestions.) Oh, well. I'm in the between place right now, so I have time to ponder it. I'll start editing probably this weekend. We'll see.
I had a neat idea for a SF short story. Whether I write it... eh.
I think I need to bake a cake. I've been jones'n for baked goods lately. I really don't need the calories or the carbs, but mmmm.... cake.
I also want pizza. I made a passable substitute for lunch yesterday, using leftover spaghetti sauce, rolls, and mozzarella. Still, it wasn't enough to get rid of my craving. I'm going to have to bite the bullet and make real pizza soon.
The bird of the day is a Great Blue Heron. Love those birds, but they do make the most unholy of noises.
The other day, I found a neat new-to-me show called Exhibit A with Graham Green. It's a half-hour show where they go over a true crime, present the facts, and give you the solution. I like that I don't really have to think too much about it. Wham, bam, thank you forensics. I am all about the crime sometimes.
I'm almost out of ice cream, which is a crime in itself. Yay for Dollar General being like 3 miles from the house now.
Well, that's it from me. What's on your list today?
You're welcome and I right there on the hamster wheel next to you.
ReplyDeleteI envy your happy dream. Mine are mostly just weird. Not bad or scary just...weird. If there's any message there, it's totally lost on me.
Ow. Been there, had a few bruises to show for it.
I'm cheesy--and cheap and lazy. I just send LG to the Little Caesar's 6 blocks away.
Mmm. Cake. Says it all.
Worried about Pete. He's not eating and he disappeared outside last night despite my going out to look for him and calling him. We had storms moving in. Every time I woke up, I went to the garage to see if he was at the door. (Garage has a cat door to the outside). No Pete. Then LG found him mid-morning in one of his garage hidling places--one I'd already checked numerous times. He's now inside, curled up behind my office door. I'd take him to the vet but he runs and yowls if I try to pick him up--which stresses BOTH of us. I'll just have to watch and see.
Ack! The wind today! Those isobars are tight, I tell ya. Had tornadoes this morning. Fun times. Not close but close enough, if ya know what I mean. It's a sustanined 30+. At least it's out of the SW so all the leaves are blowing away from us!
I actually worked on the WIP yesterday. Today has been strange so I haven't gotten back on it yet. I really should get off the 'net and do that, huh.
Hang in their. You'll find the right title. Me, too. We always do. 😆 Later, gator.