Daily Archives: November 4, 2008

Amelia

Amelia, the fireplace and procrastination

Amelia: What is that you are watching there on your high falutin’ picture box.

Jodi: It’s my fireplace dvd. It’s good background for when I am writing.

Amelia: What, you don’t have a real fireplace.

Jodi: We can’t afford one. So I turn on the dvd and light a candle for an aromatic touch.

Amelia: Which is why your fire smells like coconut chocolate mousse?

Jodi: Yes. Earlier it smelled of mangos and tangerines.

Amelia: Refreshing! You realize you are only talking to me to waste time, right?

Jodi: Yes. I’m stuck. I’m blocked. I don’t know what to do next. The body has been discovered, the police have been called. All the stuff I came up with last year when I planned this story has been written.

Amelia: You just do it. You just write.

Jodi: Easy for you to say, but write what?

Amelia: My god, girl, quit your crying, get on that plane and fly it already. Oh, and name a character after me.

Jodi: Consider it done.

Just because she’s been quiet, doesn’t mean she’s gone.

Of course she’s been quiet so long, a great portion of people who read my blog now probably don’t realize I talk to a poster of Amelia Earhart.

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Day Four: And I Already Feel More Positive Because I had Oatmeal for Breakfast

And because Barak Obama will be the, what… 44th? President of the United States of America. Well done, America!

This morning I got up to read my blogs and was told to vote at least 97 times. Since I voted already, I was over being told what to do and figured the rest of you knew you should vote. Or you were Canadian. The only election results I watched were Indecision ’08, and therefore Jon Stewart told me that Obama would be my next president. I like that. I’m sorry I’m not one of those deep thinking reflective type bloggers. I spent the evening making chili while Wil played video games.

That’s all I have to say about that. Oh, one more thing, at this time, 10:02 PST, as it stands now, I am VERY disappointed in you, California. I don’t even know what to say… I hope I wake up in the morning and when all the numbers are in, you will have shown better sense. (Just to be clear, because the numbers are so close, I’m against Prop 8.) Ya’ll are going to make Ellen Degenres sad. Shame on you.

Anyhoo, since this is Wil’s day off, I haven’t done any writing yet, so I’d better git to it.

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