Right, so! Misquamicut Festival was two weekends ago. In the midst of my long, quiet, isolated summer, I was oddly uninterested in summer fun. Barbecues, beaches, and bonfires had happened in the summer of '14, the memories still close enough to warm me. Other than my still-fierce longing to see the pines of Maine, I had no interest in camping ( Read more... )

I literally just found out about NaBloPoMo, NaNoWriMo's sensible little sister. National Blog Posting Month. I don't think it's fair to join 11 days in, but there's so much stuff in my head, I just might. I want to do justice to lengthy stories that deserve to be told, like the next installment of Tiger and I's love affair. (Affair? I don't ( Read more... )

My restful weekend is off to a great start. I did absolutely nothing today but drop off the sprout, rent some videos (Disney's Peter Pan and Return to Neverland . . . I know, everyone says the sequels are all awful, but Lion King 1 and 1/2 was pretty damn funny), and take a gigantic nap. Four hours later, I'm feelin' pretty good. Although my ( Read more... )

Wow, today my Friends List had such a great trove of things to show me. I'm plunking them here to show the rest of you, and, um, so I have a chance in hell of remembering about any of these wonderful places/events/sites.

Why yes, I too love egg. It reminds me of the syle of animation I'd really like to do: languageless, and therefore enjoyable ( Read more... )

This is our story ( Read more... )

While waiting in line for a free BBQ lunch, I turned to my cow-orker and said, "Is this a typical week here? If so, I'm gonna nail myself to the floor in about six months' time. I'm never gonna leave ( Read more... )

These quizzes are so beloved by thirteen-year-old girls, I ought to be totally bored of them. But I don't feel like transcribing AIM Roundabout scenes, and I have nothing new to write, so I guess it's a decent way to kill time 'til we go see Alexander.

( Look! Another meaningless quiz! )

Name a CD you own that no one else on your friends list does ( Read more... )

What a day, yesterday ( Read more... )

I dreamed last night about biking on the Arlington bike path. It's a good path, but, really, who dreams of bike paths? Maybe I'll throw a bike in a car and drive to the farthest I've ever been on that Cranston bike path. They hooked it up to more southerly points. I'd like to see them, even if I'm out of shape ( Read more... )