Maybe I need a waterproof voice recorder. So many ideas come to me when I’m in the shower, only to be washed away down the drain. Some thoughts salvaged today:
- I’m still too freshly cherry bombed. When I shampooed my hair earlier the suds turned a sickly pepto-bismol pink.
- I’m not sure why I keep the little man’s identity a secret. It’s not like he has some superhero alter ego to protect, and I don’t use a pseudonym. Besides, the “little” man has become quite the misnomer. At age five the boy weighs more than I did in the 4th grade, and is nearly as tall too.
- I vacillate between never wanting to leave the house again (it’s currently 0°f, but feels like -16°f) and going crazy from the cabin fever. That said, I’m seriously considering going to see another movie tonight. In Good Company, because I’ve had a Dennis Quaid crush since I was a kid (there, I said it), and now a Topher Grace one to boot. He’s charming, dammit. As beautiful as Scarlett Johansson is, I can’t crush on her because I still see her as the intriguing twelve year old from Manny & Lo.
In the near future I’d like to get some not strictly recreational writing done, preferably in time to submit pieces to both Hipmama and Maisonneuve magazines. Ideally these deadlines will keep me on task, unlike Lulu.com’s deal (for NaNoWriMo “winners” to receive a free printed copy of their book). Their drop dead date is tomorrow. And I’d have to drop dead before my manuscript would be printed, in its current form. Looks like I’ll be waiting for National Novel Editing Month after all.
Bonus: Oh, this shrinking world. Verdi and Ryanne hooked up for some long-distance collaborative vlogging action. It’s naughty AND nerdy.
Plus: Another Lebanese-related item and yet one more reason to visit NYC in the near future: Mapping Sitting, Photographic attitudes in the Middle East, on view at the Grey Gallery.
And: Spacewaitress seems to be starting over. Unless she got drunk and deleted her blog, a la Chuck. Hmm.
And another thing: The video for Death of a Salesman, off the upcoming Low album, can exclusively be seen via Perfect Duluth Day (via Abe Hartcrest).
