Punday Night & Still Too Damn Busy
‘ve actually devoted a considerable amount of time to writing these last few days. I may be cooking up a story idea — I’m not sure yet. It’s kind of like having someone drop you an anonymous, beautifully-wrapped present. You go, “Oooh, shiny. I wonder what’s in there!” and you poke at it and prod it, and it makes funny buzzing noises, and you unwrap a bit here, and a bit there, and start to get a few clues as to what it might be . . .
Well, kind of like that, anyways.
In other news, my computer is ticking along fairly well, and I’ve pretty much got it all tweaked the way I want. The world still sucks and is crazy thanks to Dubya and his cronies. We’re coming up on a new year, and I’m not much impressed with it, as per usual. I’m writing, and that’s a good thing. All the way around, I have little to complain about. I’m one of the lucky few in Michigan to be reasonably well employed *knocks on wood*, my bills are paid, and there’s food in the house. Everyone is healthy and happy, I have fun things to do on a reasonably regular basis, and someday soon, I may even reach the summit of Mt. Laundry.
Right. And your pun: An inebriated fellow comes into a tavern and begins telling a long, drawn out story about a lion he shot and brought home from safari. He goes on to describe how it is big, yellow, and with black stripes. The bartender says, “It sounds like you have a tiger, by the tale.” Blame the usual suspects. 
Interesting linkage: Bhutto Assassinated, Supporters Looking Towards Son. — Remember Darfur? Still All Fucked Up. — Commemorating Hussein’s Execution — “Green Fatigue” — Tolkien & Lewis — Solar Power Might Save Our Asses Yet . . .
See you next year, folks.
January 1st, 2008 at 7:23 am
That reminds me of the time I myself was on safari. I woke up and shot an elephant in my pajamas.
How he got in my pajamas, I’ll never know…
JavaElemental Reply:
January 1st, 2008 at 1:05 pm
*rimshot*