Yay! This, I can do. Will get back to you after lucid-making morning coffee tommorrow.
'Not Fade Away'
The Great Write Way
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Sounds good. And thanks, and YAY, Red Sox!
Backflung, Deb.
I *finally* managed one of my own encounters.
Pick it up
I was doing vocals because I was the keyboard player's chick. The band sucked, but joyfully. It was a pretentious little get-up of Appalachian and rock instruments doing Celtic versions of hymns. We were inexperienced and too impressed with our own novelty. We played around regional churches and coffeehouses, repeatedly explaining our blasphemous name. Elders shrugged wisely, noting our lack of understanding.
Later, the band would implode in a fit, taking ourselves too seriously.
But it was all roses and footlights when they said, "We need a bassist. Do you play bass?"
"Well, no," I said. "But I could learn."
I'm totally gonna be borrowing all those murder books. And I'm on every lefty list there is...write me at Gitmo, ok? (I wondered what in my life I would have to write about...)
write me at Gitmo, ok?
I love having pen pals.
Cool. And maybe the wife can send cakes with files in them. (I do have, in my favor, that despite having demonstrated several times, I've stopped short of civil disobedience. Which either makes me a pragmatist or a chickenshit, but I've never been arrested.)
My sister figures she's on the slow boat to Gitmo, erika, so you'll kinda know someone there.
Well, I guess I won't be alone... Yay?
Much later, but back at you, Deb.