Monday! I'm Full of Hate!

SORRY ABOUT THAT TITLE, but man, I really, really, don't like Mondays. I generally just want to put my head down and barge on through until it's all over. But I wanted to post today to say thanks to everyone who gave War Angel a download. It managed to get up to #4 in Amazon's list of free War books over the weekend. That was as good as I could have hoped, so thanks everyone.

If you got it, and liked it, then I wouldn't get mad it you put up a review. And again, the version that went up Friday should be free of typos. If you go one on Wednesday or Thursday, then Yikes!

I FINALLY GOT TO SEE Looper over the weekend. It was one part Terminator, one part Firestarter, and the rest was great. I couldn't help but wonder though, if they screwed around with Joseph Gordon-Levitt's face because in certain scenes it looked like he was wearing a prosthetic nose and something in his mouth, I'd guess to make him look more like Bruce Willis. If they did that, then it was a mistake, because I was distracted by it. Am I the only one to notice? 

Also, after watching the movie I came home and found this:

Old Looper - watch more funny videos

Now that's great stuff.

IN OTHER NEWS, I have now completed the wiring for the barn we bought last month and it has power! It has lights and electrical outlets and it all works. No fuses blew and nothing smoked and nothing caught on fire. I feel like a younger Bob Vila. 

I worked until 10 p.m. on Saturday night and through Sunday afternoon. Once we called it done it was time to see Looper. It was my reward for a rough couple of weeks with this horrid project. 

Anyway, happy day folks.

Boring Crap That Happened

I’m not around much these days. I think that I’ve been spending less and less time blogging since the spring. It started as a break after a brutal A-Z Challenge, but since then I think a lot of my mojo for blogging has gone whoooosh.

I’ve not announced anything, mostly because I’m sure that as soon as I say that I’m not going to post more than once a week I’ll turn around and start putting stuff up every day. But as the summer has worn on I think I’ve come to realize that posting isn’t so tough, but responding to comments and visiting other bloggers is what’s suffered.

So, fair warning to all, I love everyone but I’ve been a bad responder/visitor of late. I don’t see that changing real soon. Please forgive me (if you’ve noticed at all).

My wife told me she bought a shed to go in our backyard. She said she wanted a workspace to use as an office for her day job, and something that she could use to work on her stained glass. Sounds great.

Then she got horribly ill and had to stay home from work to recover. She called me at the office last week and told me I had to rush home. Worried, I took off.

I arrived home to find that the shed was on its way. She said it’s a bit bigger than I might be expecting so she needed me to remove a few portions of the fence.

I immediately got worried. I recall that those 4”x4” posts were set very deep in the ground and affixed with concrete. I came, put on my working clothes – my ‘I heart science’ t-shirt and cargo shorts – then my wife told me that I shouldn’t wear my good working clothes, but my working clothes that are better equipped for ruination. So I changed again THEN I came out and started digging things up. I moved about a ton of concrete (from another, unrelated, project) and managed, with some labor, a bit of help, and time, to get it all cleared.

Then the shed arrived and I understood why she was being so coy, that was no shed… that was a barn. My wife bought a barn. Why would she buy a barn? It had windows, two entrances, a LOFT! Is it really a shed if it has a loft? I mean, a few more feet of headroom and it would have been a second story. The thing was huge.

And now it’s in our lawn.

Barn

Sigh. Our fung shei is shot. But we’ve got a barn.

Interspersed with the barn thing (which took place Thursday AND Sunday – I had to dig new holes as I moved the fence to fit around the monstrosity) was a meager attempt to combine quality time with the missus while still reading. It’s called Yard Sale-ing.

We drive around town and I drop the missus off at people’s houses so she can see their yard sale and I sit in the car and read. It’s awesome, we’re both really happy, she comes and gets me if they’re selling any books or cool things, then she spends the rest of the time looking at used baby blankets and glass jewelry.

While out, we were driving through this subdivision, rather typical, if clearly one without ANY homeowners association, the signs for the garage sale we were going to pointed down this little side road that jutted off of the regular streets.

And suddenly, we were somewhere totally alien: a kudzu-covered post-apocalyptic world.

See? End of the world stuff

 We drove up the little street to turn around and were astounded to find lots of abandoned vehicles that have been overtaken by nature. Weird. But pretty. I wondered around the place for a few minutes and couldn’t decide if I should be afraid of zombies or cannibalistic hillbillies.

I think the fear of hillbilly cannibals was stronger, so I didn’t get to take as many photos as I wanted to. Still, the place was awesomely creepy.

That's a car under all that nature!

The lesson? That horror is right around the corner. So be careful