Had a big day at the track yesterday, BIG, but BBIIGG. I got two triactas, one exacta and only missed the Daily Double by a length (horseshoes and handgrenades, right): one $4 bet alone netted me $147. Sweet! Lost track of my winnings; came home; got caboosed.
Today I had the first look at another screenplay based on one of my stories.... Read More
Hiya back. Are you getting any money out of it? You should at least make a little money off the deal even if your stories aren't getting out there right. It took surprisingly little psyching, but I didn't have the guts to leave a message. She's got voicemail, so I at least have the # right. No idea what I'd say. "Hi mom, been a while, what are you up to? Sorry I've been hating you for the last five years, but now I've forgotten why..." I'll call her again next week. Underway today and then a long weekend to clear my mind. Hope all is well in your world.
I no longer have an 18 inch haystack of pomaded hair on top of my head, and I have no more D.A. behind.
I don't miss it at all. I no longer have to primp for 40 minutes before I can leave the house. That's okay with me. Anyway, I'm getting too old for a pompador, even a few strands of... Read More
We apologize for the gusty weather youll be having today, but thats what happens when the WHOLE WORLD IS SHAKING ITS HEAD in despair and disbelief. Looking back, it seemed that you had a shoe in even before you selected a candidate, after all 9/11, the jewel in the Bush/Cheney crown, was clearly, really an utter fuck... Read More
I'm reading Cities of the Red Night by William S Burroughs.
It sucks. It also blows. It sucks and blows at the same time. Kinda like Billy S. hisself. Anyway, science fiction, bleh.
I have marking up to my waist. I have pages of manuscript tacked up all around. I will... Read More
Many apologies for the poor wording of my post to the English Usage group. It wasn't aimed at you! I like the fact that people are careful about stuff in there and that there are people to do a bit of prodding. The group doesn't need anyone making deliberate errors to see who will react. Kind Regards.
Well, there was the lettuce story, and the Michael Stipe story and the Fridge story, now there is:
THE PUB THAT WASN"T GOOD ENOUGH FOR MORRISSEY
So yesterday was Thanksgiving in the bonny frozen northlands so my best gal (MBG) and myself went out so she could get herself a traditional turkey dindin (dindon dindin?). Now I don't eat turkey... Read More