Everything I learned about writing I learned from gay porn: [link] (via Gawker)
Oh my.
So many classic lines, I don't know what to quote:
Cooper and I took the dog for a walk. I couldn't resist the way his ass swayed back and forth, so I dragged him behind a bush and took him from behind.
...and...
"He grabbed hold of his meat and pulled out a condom."
...and...
I squeezed the bartender's nipple and he refilled my empty glass.
I'd be really, really uncomfortable selling my book myself, or asking anyone to do it for me.
That makes perfect sense -- just wanted to be sure you knew it might be a possibility. A lot of people never realize that bookstores do such things (especially for authors they know and like).
I think the theory would be that you would be doing the bookseller a favor by warming up potential buyers via your reading.
So who here has heard of Norman Borlaug? I hadn't.
I saw Season 2 West Wing, so I had, but that's the only reason why (he was referenced in the ep with the African leader who was trying to get AIDS drugs cheap from the drug manufacturers).
What they said, paperdol. You're doing free advertising for their wares.
My boss seems to be trying to get me in at 6am tomorrow morning. Luckily co-workers are pushing back.
So who here has heard of Norman Borlaug? I hadn't.
I just heard of him yesterday because of the paleo future blog, it talked about the book that was referenced in the article about the future.
OMG. I don't mean to come off like a kid-hating bitch, but I cannot get work done with them shrieking and stomping outside my office door.
Headache advancing fast.
Have shut door and turned up radio.
This one's for Nutty!
Emma Thompson and Hugh Laurie's The Crystal Cube.
Sort of a Blake's 7/Dr. Who parody.
I just got hung up on by Verizon. grrr. I called - on my cell - to let them know that the repair that was supposed to have been completed Saturday wasn't done and the landline phone is still not working. The CSR was snide from the minute he got on the line. He scheduled another appt for tomorrow and I started to give him directions for the guy to my actual location because my mailing address would get him lost, and he interrupted me to ask for my cell number, which I gave him, and he said the guy would call me if he got lost, and I started to say please just give him these directions (which I know they can do because I did it Saturday) and I heard a click and HE HUNG UP ON ME. I was totally polite to this guy! OMG I did not need this today. I'm already about to succumb to despair.