Monthly Archives: January 2006

50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Friday Vol. 41

It’s rained here 25 consecutive days. In a row. That’s what consecutive means. 8 or 9 more days, and we beat our record. Now, I am of the opinion, if you are going to do something, go all the way. Let’s beat that record! But not everyone agrees with me. They are getting a little tired of it. However, I doubt seriously the Seahawks will make it to the Super Bowl, so, we are going to need something else to be proud of, anyway. Whooo-hooo, 34 days of rain in a row! We can do it! Come on!

So this week’s theme is rain.

Running Between Raindrops

“Who’s idea was this again?”

“Yours, it’s your New Years Resolution. Healthier lifestyle.”

“I was probably drunk when I said that. It’s raining.”

“Yes, it’s cold, too.”

“We could go back to bed, instead.”

“Now, that happens to be one of my New Year’s resolutions!”

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books, evildeb, movies and tv

Jodi answers questions.

Thanks for asking questions, everyone! Now I can answer them, and therefore put off coming up with original content one more day. Whew. Evildeb also took time out to answer all your questions as well.



Thomas asks:

I have a question. If a car leaves New York at 5:30am and goes towards Washington D.C. at 55mph, and at the same time another car leaves D.C. and heads to New York going 65mph, which car will be closer to New York when they meet?

The blue one.

Delmer asks:

Does reading crime novels make you feel, um, less smart? (Maybe that’s not the expression I want. But it’s close.)



I know what you are asking. A few years ago, I wouldn’t have been reading crime novels. I only read “good books,” and “literature,” along with computer books and non-fiction. Wouldn’t be caught dead with a mass market paperback. And I had sapped the joy right out of reading. Then I picked up a trashy vampire hunter novel in an airport, and I remembered what I liked about books. I like stories, and I like to be entertained. I find value in reading every genre – romance, horror, sci-fi, fantasy, mystery, comics and graphic novels, general fiction – I like it all. Sometimes a book makes me think, and that’s great. But sometimes, all it does is make me laugh, and that’s invaluable too.

This weekend a friend of mine offered to lend me her Sue Grafton book when she’s done with it. The “S” one. I told her I really needed to start with “A” just to keep things tidy.

I suggest you start with “A.” You don’t have to, in fact, “S” is a pretty stand alone story. But I just feel, rather strongly, that when dealing with a series, it’s best to start at the beginning, watch the character develop along the way. Perhaps less so with Grafton than with others, but why not read the books the way god intended? In order.

Drink Jack writes:

I have started the Grafton books as well. Started with the “A” just to be completely anal (pun intended).



Good boy, Jack.

Any authors that have the feel of historical fiction with spies (similar to Da Vinci Code)?

You know, I’m not up on the spy stuff, so much as the crime stuff. But, you might try “The Eight” by Katherine Neville. Something I read a while back and remember enjoying.

River asks:

i have a huge crush on the guy who plays eric on wonder falls. let’s talk about that and how he has conveniently disappeared from tv and movies. what am i supposed to do now?

River, I know you have other crushes that you can concentrate on. I’m afraid that all you have left of Eric, are the dvd memories. IMDB says that he’s from Vancouver BC, you could come up here and stalk him, if you like.

“Yawn” asks:

I MISS YOU!

yeah, i miss her… wanna fight about it?

Nope! Missing me is perfectly acceptable.

Kirsten asks:

Um… what’s wonder falls?



Wonder Falls is a snarky little tv show that didn’t make it past 13 episodes because it was too good and too funny for mainstream America. Who suck. I will work on getting you addicted to it after you are done with Buffy. And Angel.

Evildeb asks:

Are you partisan about bread?



Yes I am.

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Tapped out.

Kids, I’ve got to get out of the house more, or I will never have anything new to blog about. My intentions for this weekend were to clean house and organize some stuff. However, I cleverly disguised this as watching “The 40 Year Old Virgin” and disc one of “Wonder Falls.” And reading crime novels. Not good blogging material.

Soo… does anyone have anything they want to talk about? Any questions they want to ask?

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50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 40

Last night, I worked like hell to get asleep. It was an epic battle. Only to have it last but a mere hour and 15 minutes. A little after two, I woke up and realized I had no cat food. And I could not get over the fact I had no cat food. That I would have to go to the store, get some, come back and feed Pru, before I went to work. I realized that I would never get back to sleep in this state. So I got up and went to the store.

When I came home, I fed Pru, even tho it wasn’t really breakfast time. But we were singing the cat food song. it goes like this:

Does it come in a bag?

Is it something crunchy?

Do they call it ‘cat food?’

Then it is for ME!

If you want to hear me sing the cat food song, you have to come to my house and give me $50. Ok, I’ll do it for $20, but you still have to come to my house.

The point of all this is, today’s theme is “3 am.” My fiction to arrive shortly.

Three A.M.

She looked outside the window at the night. It wasn’t snowing outside, but it was storming in her head. Like a snow globe, their conversation had shaken her emotions, and she knew she wouldn’t sleep until they all settled, gently, into their new terrain. Everything was different now.

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Dear Neighbors, may I have your attention, please…

It is over. I repeat, it is over. It is now time to take down your Christmas lights, or at that very least, turn them off. Look, I appreciate their twinkly beauty as much as the next girl. I do. But Christmas lights after New Years Day? That’s just gauche. You don’t have to take them down, lord knows I’ve kept a Christmas tree up until April a time or two myself. Leave them up all year, save yourself some time, I don’t care. Except for you, guy with the Christmas choo-choo train in your front yard, that thing needs to go away now.

If you must decorate your home, take a tip from local merchandisers, get ready for Valentine’s day. V-day lights? Why not? It’s never too early to decorate. It is, however, occasionally too late.

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You girls wanna buy a squirrel? They make crackerjack pets!

Well kids, turns out a dead squirrel only buys you about a half an hour of high speed internet access. Just enough to tease you. While, there are plenty of squirrels running around the pacific northwest, I think I am going to have to find another way to make it work. It’s just… icky. When the connectivity disappeared, I just had to walk away. I’d had enough. I went and watched something called Television. I don’t know what the fuss is all about, it’s ok, I suppose. I think it has potential.

Here I go, I’m gonna call me some tech support….

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You have reached Ritual Sacrifice. For goats, please press “1” or say “goats”. To sacrifice a loved one or pet, press the pound key.

I have angered the high speed internet gods, somehow. I’m not sure how to rectify the situation. Perhaps a small animal sacrifice is needed. I received my new cable modem last night, hooked everything up according to instruction, and it’s not working. It appears it is not connecting with their network. Blinky green light instead of solid green light. Now I have to have a cable guy come out and look at it. And you know how much I hate calling tech support. Then today, I get emails from Verizon, thanking me for signing up for DSL service. A service they swear they didn’t take away from me in the first place. It should be working next week, they say. But… that’s a month after it went down! Since I am going to cancel it, they really needn’t bother. But, on the offhand chance the cable modem is not working by the then, I guess I’ll let them do what they want.

Which small animal would you sacrifice to the high speed internet gods? A squirrel?

That’s really it, nothing else exciting to say. Except, maybe my computer luck is turning around. Evildeb was pestering me, sticking her new shoes in my face. While they were on her feet. And five minutes later she dropped her mac on said shoes and feet and broke it. The mac, not the shoes or feet. Karma.

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This e-store will surely change our life for the better, so get happy!

Oh the debate rages on. This is better than the time I brought up the warm smell of colitas. I’ve tried to stay out of it as much as possible, and let ya’ll work it out for yourselves. The correct answer is, of course, Yoda. We had an equally exciting debate around here as well. And here is how it started, the way all good philosophical debates start, with an online quiz.

Which Fantasy/SciFi Character Are You?

Yoda

A venerated sage with vast power and knowledge, you gently guide forces around you while serving as a champion of the light.



“Judge me by my size, do you? And well you should not – for my ally is the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life greets it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us, and binds us. Luminescent beings are we, not this crude matter! You must feel the Force around you, everywhere.”

My result. Paco, he sits next to me said, “Cool! Awesome! I love this. This is cooler than Yoda!” What did he get? Picard. I begged to differ. And there you go. Dr. Stevil said “you are so NOT yoda!” but he’s just jealous because he’s some stupid hobbit.

I’ve had a headache for about six days now, and I’m well and truly sick of it. It must be all my vast power and knowledge.

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