After being so saucy, albeit tongue-in-cheek, I did get some emails that made me smile. I’m glad to have entertained what few folks straggle through these parts.
I happened upon a few lists in the vain* of: Rules fer Writin’ Fiction.
And now I’m here, fixin’ ta write my own list, Texas-style, as a reaction to what them other varmints said.
Jada said, “Dad, this is better than Disney Land.”
I said, “Yeah, it’s a whole lot cheaper too.” All it cost was the gas to drive home from work early and check them out of school. I’m glad I did because now they think I’m the best dad ever.
Maybe that’s a bit dramatic but it felt like a lucky day.
At about 10:00 AM, my office chair lifted up and all the windows in the building went “WHOOMP!” We went outside and just across the parking lot from the studio, about 200 yards away, was where the plane had struck the other office building. All of us from the studio just stood around kind of stunned, watching the place burn, wondering if anyone had died, feeling lucky to be alive.
I like this. Because it’s mocking. And because if there are people out there doing this for real, they need to be mocked.
Some may say it’s D&D with no imagination required. On the other hand. I think it’s cool in a super geek way. Check it out here.
This is why I suck at blogging.
(Not that I’m going to give up on it. I’ll hang in there. Hopefully get better at it. But I think it’s better to come clean now than wait until I’ve been at it for a year or two, don’t you?)