http://www.comicmix.com/news/2008/06/13/interview-scott-allie-on-shepherd-books-serenity-spin-off-and-solomon-kane/

Could this just hurry it's little butt along and come out already? Sheesh.

Crazy Dogs

So, I'm thinking of downloading an IRC client.

My requirements are: it must be free. Forever and ever.

Any suggestions?

I suddenly realize why I normally take everything seriously.

In other news, read "New Moon" all night last night. Finally finished at 5 AM. Slept until noon. Haven't done that in ages.

But you just can't stop once the supernatural romance gets rolling.

( Not that I imagine anyone who cares hasn't already read the book, but there are some spoiler-like phrases in this bit. )

I found a huge list of web pages while cleaning junk out of the attic. I'm actually amazed how many of them don't work anymore (I only posted those which function). It's like coming back to your hometown and finding all your favorite spaces are now derelict.

( Cut because I doubt you take a keen interest in my old obsessions. )

My kitchen is now SO DAMN CLEAN, I bet even Hannelore Ellicott-Chatham would eat off the floors.

It's double-disinfected, mopped, dusted, dried, arranged and totally bug-free.

HAH.

THEY WERE LIVING IN THE SPONGE!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!

I called my mom. She offered to leave work and bring my plastic gloves.

I said that it was okay ...

Bad call, Lily. Bad call.

I am going to shower in cleaning fluids after this.

Just tried the "learn about your enemy" approach. Bad idea.

Looking at images of maggots and reading how they thrive on decayed flesh and could infect my cat or myself did NOT make me more willing to go into the kitchen.

EWWWWWWWWWW.

Baby flies = very not cute.

I just found a family of maggots (at least, that's what I think they are--small, thin, writhing white things, with hairless, slightly segmented bodies) growing in my kitchen. On the counter top ( Read more... )

So, I'm thinking of starting a food blog. Mostly because I love food, I love writing, and I love writing about food.

Aaaaaaaand my job for the Phoenix is painfully boring.

But I need to decide what I should call the thing.

I want it to be very, very punny. Like, painfully punny. Heck, even just excessive alliteration might work.

Any ideas?