Random scribblings and thoughts about writing, publishing and the entire letters to dollars process. Includes copious notes about politics and everyday life.
Saturday, November 19, 2016
A Dead Saturday
I'm supposed to be busy packing. I'm not. I took two antihistamine/decongestant pills last night, and as a result I'm walking around in a chemically induced haze. My morning coffee has had no effect at all.
Facebook Friend Request
The highlight of my day thus far is a facebook friend request from Slainie Landry, someone I don't know, have never met, and have no friends in common with. I'm not sure just why I think this is the opening gambit for a mail order bride scam, but that's the thought that occurs to me. I suppose I'm just a naturally misogynistic, suspicious old white man by nature.
Sitting next to me is a gift certificate to Bass Pro and another for the American Table restaurant. I think it's time for a short road trip.