Hot Dogs and Smiley's Oh My
So I've been told I don't update this thing enough. So, that's what I'm doing. Today started with me and the kid cleaning furiously. I adore my dog, but I've never met a beagle that shed *constantly*. Spring, summer, fall, winter...the hardwood floor is always covered in generous amounts of dustbunnies filled with dog hair. The leather couch? Covered...the rugs? Well, you get the drift. I finally banned the dog from the bedroom--my nice sage green comforter was simply *covered*.
Once that was done, I got to visit my best friend and wax on about literary stuffs. Showed her my latest publication in Scared Naked Magazine. It's a pretty cool magazine. Unfortunately, the editor has had to put it on hiatus. I hope it's not permanent--he's a good guy and deserves to have this venture work. With so many small press mags going the way of the dodo bird, it would be unfortunate if his did as well--especially after a successful, steady 2 year run of issues.
I drank lots of beer, then feasted on hot dogs and smiley face potato treats. Not exactly haute cuisine but I like it! Then we watched a classic movie from the 70's ('Badlands') followed by a horrid horror film from the 80's. I swear, we could have made a better movie. If we had the funding, we probably would. It annoys me that there are so many shitty movies that were made--in any given decade. Meanwhile, some genius in Hollywood is surviving on weiners and beans and going unnoticed. Sad really.
Which brings me to bad literature. Only in this universe, can Pamela Anderson what-ever-her name-is manage to get a column in Jane Magazine AND a book deal. So some talented guy or gal is again starving and this bimbo with over-inflated flotation devices for boobs gets published? Christ on a cracker--where is the justice!
Yes, I am bitter. Wouldn't you be?
Once that was done, I got to visit my best friend and wax on about literary stuffs. Showed her my latest publication in Scared Naked Magazine. It's a pretty cool magazine. Unfortunately, the editor has had to put it on hiatus. I hope it's not permanent--he's a good guy and deserves to have this venture work. With so many small press mags going the way of the dodo bird, it would be unfortunate if his did as well--especially after a successful, steady 2 year run of issues.
I drank lots of beer, then feasted on hot dogs and smiley face potato treats. Not exactly haute cuisine but I like it! Then we watched a classic movie from the 70's ('Badlands') followed by a horrid horror film from the 80's. I swear, we could have made a better movie. If we had the funding, we probably would. It annoys me that there are so many shitty movies that were made--in any given decade. Meanwhile, some genius in Hollywood is surviving on weiners and beans and going unnoticed. Sad really.
Which brings me to bad literature. Only in this universe, can Pamela Anderson what-ever-her name-is manage to get a column in Jane Magazine AND a book deal. So some talented guy or gal is again starving and this bimbo with over-inflated flotation devices for boobs gets published? Christ on a cracker--where is the justice!
Yes, I am bitter. Wouldn't you be?
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