Yayness for all the happy things going on in Bitchland.
I just spent $90 on black Rockport shoes which are not pretty. They are, however, quite functional, and they came with enough good service to actually get a proper fit. Had to plunk down another $30 on orthotic inserts to get truly excellent arch support, but those will work in other shoes as well. Having worn them around inside the crappy, almost dead, Nikes I bought a few months ago, I can say that the inserts are worth the money.
Shoe store lady says it is imparative that I have two pairs of usable shoes for work so as to alternate wearing them, and so MUST come back in a month or two after I have finished killing the Nikes for a second pair of decent shoes.
ETA: No, I am not letting you see a photo of the new shoes. They are ugly.
A pirate walks into a bar with the ship's steering wheel stuck to the crotch of his pants. The bartender say, "That must be annoying." The priate says, "ARRRGH! It's drivin' me nuts!"
t runs away
Hec, what's this book about?
It's part of Continuum Press 33 1/3 series. Inspired by the British Film Institute series of monographs on individual films, this will be me writing about Tom Waits'
Swordfishtrombones.
They've allowed tremendous latitude in the series for how the writer can approach the subject. Joe Pernice wrote a novella centered around The Smiths' Meat is Murder. Colin Meloy wrote a memoir about The Replacements' Let It Be.
Mine will not be a novella, nor a memoir, but it won't be a straight history of the recording either. I will cover the recording and bits of bio, but I really want to use view the record through sidelong looks at some other artists who intrigue me from Joseph Cornell to Edgar Ulmer (the German emigre director who specialized in very cheap, very potent B-movies like Detour and Black Cat) and George Herriman (Krazy Kat) - among others. It's about getting into the particular landscape that Waits creates with language and sonic textures.
There will be crows and mules.
Wow, it truly is a good day to be a Buffista writer.
Congrats, Hec!
Any details yet, Allyson? We're all dyin' here!
She's gonna get a billion trillion dollars!
She's gonna get a billion trillion dollars!
That's one
hell
of an agent.
I think I'm getting $2.50 and a box of Krispy Kremes, Aimee.
I can't talk about details until all the stuff is finalized.
Seriously? I'm in shock that someone is paying me to write. It doesn't quite seem real.
Well, it is for a book about Vampire People.
I think I'm getting $2.50 and a box of Krispy Kremes, Aimee.
WHOOOT! Free Krispy Kremes!
