Jan 23, 2013 18:30
Somehow I reached this stage in my life without ever endangering myself in the kitchen, (alright, other than that lemon zester incident) but all of a sudden I've been savaged by a tin can and I don't know how it happened.
Meanwhile, Joel Hodgson and his shiny one-man show are coming to Seattle in March. "Can't you come any farther south, Joel?" I say, and he doesn't reply. Possibly because I was only talking to his website, not the man himself. I'm sure he would never be so rude in person. On the other hand, ROAD TRIP.
I have this weird urge to write Leoben fanfic based on Okkerville River's The War Criminal Rises and Speaks. And we all know what happens when I get weird urges. Especially when they involve Okkerville River.
Oh, also! As of yesterday, the year's word count so far was 24,871. And the mystery with brownies is getting ever more mysterious, although I'm afraid that the Simon Pegg-based character is exhibiting worrying tendencies towards violence. Which is odd, because he's, y'know, Simon Pegg. The Richard Coyle-based character, meanwhile, has hidden himself away to keep me from writing any more long descriptive passages about his hair, which is a shame, because I was counting on those for my word count.