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Not really around, probably, until Tuesday. Lost in working on a new novel and also needing to do a bunch of other scripting and such. So have a great weekend and go to a party for me.

Fo’ shizzle, mah nizzles.

So what’s been up. Let’s see. Oh, right! I go to the dayjob and then I go home and write. And then I read a bit and generally go to bed. Except for the rare night I hang out with friends. Yeah, that’s about my life.

And that isn’t a bad thing. In fact it’s pretty damn wonderful. So there is that.

I’ve been reading A Fraction of the Whole by Steve Toltz which has been an interesting thing overall. It’s well written and mostly interesting. Uhm, about a boy and his father in Australia – wow that sounds dull that way. Keep in mind they are both insane and the father is brother to a famous criminal and you start to see where the almost-farce comes in. The thing is that while the book can be funny and insightful it is also full of grasping moments toward deepness that don’t quite land. Overall I would say this is a good read, but there are just enough times I kinda wanna strangle it that I can’t quite say run out and buy it this second.

It is good though, overall. Way more win than lose.

In other book news Empty Rooms Lonely Countries by Christian A. Dumias is out. And so the hell what. Well, Dumias is an old friend I haven’t had contact with in something like 8 years. I had no clue what happened to him (if you knew me this far back, he co-ran Legion Studios – the website that let me run Never Bite the Homeless and was kinda a sister site to TwoHeadedCat for a while) until the other day when I caught wind of this book. So I stalked him for a few minutes (what! I did!) and got back in touch with the mad motherfucker. I haven’t read this collection of shorts but he was always great writer.

Anyway. That’s about it, except for me asking that if you’ve read Strange Angel you do me a huge favor and review it up on Amazon. Like it or hate it, just be honest, that’s all I ask. Reviews really do help. So thanks.

So yeah, writing a lot and reading a bunch and watching some movies and hanging about. That’s my life, in a nutshell. I wish I could blab endless about all my projects but I really can’t. So instead I’ll leave you here and come back with some sort of funny post later on.

I have the best friends ever.

All weekend I had to work through some stuff, change up some big brain plans, lay new track and still relax. And there ya go. Hooray for awesome friends! Seriously. I don’t hang with many people, those I do have to be the awesomest of the awesome. And they are. I say again, Hooray!

In other news there is a new WORDFISTS live.

And! A special announcement! Over at Legend of the Burrito Blade we begin a six page (two week) experiment! Lauren wrote these six pages, and I edited them. As opposed, you know, to the normal other way around. She’s really good at this, too. It was a lot of fun switching chairs around and letting her take a swing. There’s a chance it’ll happen again as the story goes on, too. So enjoy!

How much do you love ramen? Admit it.

APK: Also: I have skittles.
Hammerpants: yay!
APK: Right?
APK: Making a pile of the red ones on my desk for the end.
APK: Ewww two grape at the same time. Ew.
APK: *chewchewchew* ew.
APK: YAY orange!

So my left foot (thanks a lot Daniel Day Lewis) is acting up again. See, every few months I go to bed and wake up in extreme pain. Which sounds dumb but there you go. It’s as if every muscle in my left foot, top and bottom, have been pulled at once.

Which is actually possible.

Anyway, for the next week I tend to be in such pain I can hardly put weight on the foot, walk, and so on. Over the course of the day as I use it anyway things loosen up and I get most mobility back. Then I go to bed and wake up and it took the time I wasn’t using it to bunch back up.

So when I woke up today and my foot throbbed with pain I knew it would be a fun one.

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I am in a good mood, except for the constant and fairly high amounts of pain.

So yeah, I should be telling you to buy a book, and you can pre-order Stays Crunchy in Milk and I wish you would. But my brain is sluggish so I can’t think enough to type or compose thoughts in order. Which is, I find, a bad place to go “pay me for my writing,” really.

Anyway. Right now I am trying to plot out a novel. Maybe. See I have a novel I have been working on and another novel I might switch to. But the fate of which one I will write first will be decided by plotting. If I can finish plotting #1 then I will write it. If not I write #2. This “finish plotting” bit translates to “by Friday morning,” by the way. So you understand the time frame here. We will see what happens. The nice things is I won’t be sad or disappointed, regardless of which one I end up working on first. So hooray!

But right now my brain just isn’t firing on all … any … cylinders.

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Last night at the bar, a small selection:

“Where’s the lock?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well it isn’t where it should be.”
“Maybe it got lost. Or moved.”

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“No, you’re supposed to be fun.”
“I’m not any fun. Suck it, bitches!”

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“They never stop, do they?”
(from outside: Oh MY God!)
“No. And I lived through the 90s once already.”
(from outside: And then I was all…)

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And then M had to take the middle of her piece of bread and break it up into tiny bits and reshape it into cubes, each one getting slightly bigger. That is how she eats the inside of bread. Until I suggested pyramids. I waited until she was down to one cube. She had to stop and try it and, of course, did. Declaring “Bread pyramid!” to the world.

Bread pyramid. Suck it, bitches.

So I can’t go to SDCC. I mean not only is it like 400 bucks for a plane ticket, the show is sold out and so are the hotels – so even if I could get out there I would have no way in and no where to sleep. Not a winning combo. But man I really wish I was going. I am trying to not get down about this, I didn’t think I would be, but I am. Which sucks. Damn it. I wanna go. /endwhine.

In other news, Maximo linked this and I don’t know where it comes from past that but…

You know you’re talking to the right people when you say: “Well, Holden isn’t Yossarian.” as part of a normal conversation.

APK: Wanna see a pic of an earthworm bigger than your hand?

Marianne: NO THANK YOU!

APK: Ok. Thought I’d ask.

Marianne: GLARE

APK: What? I asked! I didn’t just post a link!

Marianne: Uh-huh.

APK: I coulda! And you woulda clicked it!

Marianne: True.

APK: But I did NOT! Because I am a GOOD PERSON! …ok that was a stretch. I am an OK person MOSTLY.

Marianne: I do think you are a good person. You are not always a NICE person though.

(Do YOU want to see the pic? Click here.)