Links Again and A Whine, For Dessert.
I have a macbook and use firefox (which, i like, but the constant updates, working my nerve a tad), every so often, the advanced editor here, works with it. Not all the time, just every once in a while. That, is annoying.
For those in the field, Penguin US is looking for a new Director of Online Marketing. It seems, they are finally seeing what TOR and Harlequin worked out ages ago. Free books and lots of interviews= a relatively cheap way to boost midlist and new author sales (this is despite what Harlen Ellison says). Go to their web site for more info.
Another unporn related reason the internet exists= Dogs in Bee Costumes.
For those into affordable acts of philanthropy that goes beyond buying a Street Voice paper from a homeless person, this web site lets you give short term help to people on the poverty line, to cover unexpected expenses. Modest Needs.
Tomorrow (the 16th. the US's, not mine), in Portland, is both, the Adult Soap Box Derby and New Belgian's Tour De Fat. Have it people.
It being Friday and The Fella being a lapsed Catholic, means Fish and Chips. I'm not for it, outside of the chips. Ever since I was pregnant with the Babbler, fish, tastes off to me. He says, he doesn't want to, "put me out", when it comes to cooking. On site, they have a stellar chef, who goes pretty well all out for meals. Those people eat like kings. He says, he wants me to take it easy while he is home. I love to cook. It relaxes me. Most of the time (not when a toddler is crying and trying to climb up my leg. thats sorta stressful). I sputtered a bit over what he said. I have all of these things I want to try out and/or perfect. Cooking for just me and the Babbler, doesn't get me far. Combined, we don't eat enough to warrant cooking the meals I plan in my head. So I asked him if he was hinting that he didn't really like my cooking (its been over 6 years, i would have hoped he would have said something sooner, iykwim). He assured me this was not so, he just didn't want me to have to work at it. So, I have been saving my cooking for when I invite friends over, when he is gone. Frankly, I suspect he just doesn't want to have to clean up after I make dinner (not that he ever really does). Bah! Other people like me to cook for them, so invite, I will continue to do.
Remember the slut shoes? Well, I went grocery shopping last night and walked by that shop. They had two types of the same shoe, the only difference being the heel length. They dropped the price again. 75% off the lowered price. One pair of that type of shoe left, (the lower heel. more practical) it was in my size. I spent $16 on a pair of $140 shoes. W00t! Its a sickness. My shoe rack..is out of control. I can't help it. Really. I least I weaned myself of off my coat collecting, so thats something. (yes, i am aware of the subtext)
In other news...
Toilet door is now open. No idea what happened in there. It was scary and I didn't have to clean it up, so really, the particulars are something I don't care to get detail on.
I'm setting up making some mixed berry, granola chunk muffins. Those are good for breakfast. Also, muffin batter=YUM.
For those in the field, Penguin US is looking for a new Director of Online Marketing. It seems, they are finally seeing what TOR and Harlequin worked out ages ago. Free books and lots of interviews= a relatively cheap way to boost midlist and new author sales (this is despite what Harlen Ellison says). Go to their web site for more info.
Another unporn related reason the internet exists= Dogs in Bee Costumes.
For those into affordable acts of philanthropy that goes beyond buying a Street Voice paper from a homeless person, this web site lets you give short term help to people on the poverty line, to cover unexpected expenses. Modest Needs.
Tomorrow (the 16th. the US's, not mine), in Portland, is both, the Adult Soap Box Derby and New Belgian's Tour De Fat. Have it people.
It being Friday and The Fella being a lapsed Catholic, means Fish and Chips. I'm not for it, outside of the chips. Ever since I was pregnant with the Babbler, fish, tastes off to me. He says, he doesn't want to, "put me out", when it comes to cooking. On site, they have a stellar chef, who goes pretty well all out for meals. Those people eat like kings. He says, he wants me to take it easy while he is home. I love to cook. It relaxes me. Most of the time (not when a toddler is crying and trying to climb up my leg. thats sorta stressful). I sputtered a bit over what he said. I have all of these things I want to try out and/or perfect. Cooking for just me and the Babbler, doesn't get me far. Combined, we don't eat enough to warrant cooking the meals I plan in my head. So I asked him if he was hinting that he didn't really like my cooking (its been over 6 years, i would have hoped he would have said something sooner, iykwim). He assured me this was not so, he just didn't want me to have to work at it. So, I have been saving my cooking for when I invite friends over, when he is gone. Frankly, I suspect he just doesn't want to have to clean up after I make dinner (not that he ever really does). Bah! Other people like me to cook for them, so invite, I will continue to do.
Remember the slut shoes? Well, I went grocery shopping last night and walked by that shop. They had two types of the same shoe, the only difference being the heel length. They dropped the price again. 75% off the lowered price. One pair of that type of shoe left, (the lower heel. more practical) it was in my size. I spent $16 on a pair of $140 shoes. W00t! Its a sickness. My shoe rack..is out of control. I can't help it. Really. I least I weaned myself of off my coat collecting, so thats something. (yes, i am aware of the subtext)
In other news...
Toilet door is now open. No idea what happened in there. It was scary and I didn't have to clean it up, so really, the particulars are something I don't care to get detail on.
I'm setting up making some mixed berry, granola chunk muffins. Those are good for breakfast. Also, muffin batter=YUM.