3 daze of fun & dentists (& nothing but fun & music)
Boom-lacka-lacka-lacka! Girl, you couldn't bite my wire!
So Sunday, I did nothing but sleep & watch DVDs, mostly a Buffy marathon, with the beautiful Bumble Bee Girl. Then Monday we had our appointments with Charlene Upstairs & Joe (Nobodaddy calls him by his last name). We both wanted to complain to him about Cheri's ridiculing of Bob about the cuckoo clock
Yesterday (Tuesday) Car-girl drove me to Malta, to see the Medicaid dentist. I had a couple fried & fowl hot dogs & some leftover mushroom soup & rice from the other day's casserole. & then I had to split 'cause I had no time to waste.
The dentist wants to make me a 170 buckadingdong bite-guard that Medicaid doesn't pay for -- though it may be possible to make payments.
While Reuben down Dawn's Highway toward a non-existent evening, Trish called on the cell phone: she'd had a problem at work; they wanted her to work split shift while at the same time they've been cutting her afternoon hours -- which interferes with my daze tormenting my typewriter. Waterboard the frakking typewriter! (George Bush would & President Gas is all for President!)
But instead she could simply go down in the basement with a movie. Except she prefers my speakers to hers. (I don't blame her.) Thus, I'm thinking of throwing 2 Pioneer 8" full-range drivers into boxes for her. Should sound real atomic & no need to frak around with extra wiring & crossovers.
Today, I'm doing another draft of "Galaxies Controlling Fate...", (the best title TC has had yet), removing some of the superfluous romantic elements, keeping (of course) the pertinent sex & drugs, (after all, these are married people in the future --& "drugs" (sweet Jane) will be legal in the future) & cutting down some of the violence toward the end (cat-fight).
I've got to finish this story soon. People are asking to see Noc-Lar, but before I begin on that, I want to have "Galaxies" created & Critter'd. I think Stan might buy it on the re-make/re-model; if not, there are plenty of other markets (who always turn their noses up in the air at my stuff). Noc-Lar finished, comes the tedious process of trying to find an agent.
Yet I will persist. Perhaps for once it'll sell. & I'm never going to lose Her precious gift...
Stay tuned for other exciting developments!
So Sunday, I did nothing but sleep & watch DVDs, mostly a Buffy marathon, with the beautiful Bumble Bee Girl. Then Monday we had our appointments with Charlene Upstairs & Joe (Nobodaddy calls him by his last name). We both wanted to complain to him about Cheri's ridiculing of Bob about the cuckoo clock
Yesterday (Tuesday) Car-girl drove me to Malta, to see the Medicaid dentist. I had a couple fried & fowl hot dogs & some leftover mushroom soup & rice from the other day's casserole. & then I had to split 'cause I had no time to waste.
The dentist wants to make me a 170 buckadingdong bite-guard that Medicaid doesn't pay for -- though it may be possible to make payments.
While Reuben down Dawn's Highway toward a non-existent evening, Trish called on the cell phone: she'd had a problem at work; they wanted her to work split shift while at the same time they've been cutting her afternoon hours -- which interferes with my daze tormenting my typewriter. Waterboard the frakking typewriter! (George Bush would & President Gas is all for President!)
But instead she could simply go down in the basement with a movie. Except she prefers my speakers to hers. (I don't blame her.) Thus, I'm thinking of throwing 2 Pioneer 8" full-range drivers into boxes for her. Should sound real atomic & no need to frak around with extra wiring & crossovers.
Today, I'm doing another draft of "Galaxies Controlling Fate...", (the best title TC has had yet), removing some of the superfluous romantic elements, keeping (of course) the pertinent sex & drugs, (after all, these are married people in the future --& "drugs" (sweet Jane) will be legal in the future) & cutting down some of the violence toward the end (cat-fight).
I've got to finish this story soon. People are asking to see Noc-Lar, but before I begin on that, I want to have "Galaxies" created & Critter'd. I think Stan might buy it on the re-make/re-model; if not, there are plenty of other markets (who always turn their noses up in the air at my stuff). Noc-Lar finished, comes the tedious process of trying to find an agent.
Yet I will persist. Perhaps for once it'll sell. & I'm never going to lose Her precious gift...
Stay tuned for other exciting developments!
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