In amusing news of the world, Paris has started stocking vending machines for books so you can assuage your literary fix 24/7. If you have an emergency need to acquire Alice in Wonderland at 3AM in Paris, and all the bookstores are closed, you can pop out to a vending machine! And they were clever enough to make a gentle delivery method in lieu of the *plummet clunk* that candy bars receive. How cool is that?
In less amusing, non-news-of-the-world, the battery on our second car is kaput. We tried to jump it using our first car, but either the battery is really dead, or we're incapable of using a set of jumper cables. Even though I'm not ruling out the latter, since I am the first to admit my ineptitude with anything involving vehicular innards, I'm betting on the former, since we could occasionally get enough of a charge for it to make a forlorn "rrr rrr" rather than the usual time-to-write-the-eulogy "click click click." So it seems we need to replace the battery.
Also finally got a call back from my doctor. We agreed to back off my increased Prozac dose. Thank goodness. The queasy headaches were getting old. So I'm back down to 40mg/day. And hey, according to a recent Psychology Today article, depression may be a font of creative inspiration. Or something . . .
Today's the last 2005 Dragon*Con director's meeting. I keep thinking there's something I need to do or bring for it, but I can't remember what.
Writing Stuff
Received:
8-day "While we found this story to be worthy of a second look, we ultimately decided it's not quite what we're looking for" from Lenox Avenue with a "we do hope you'll try us again in the future" to soften the blow.
1-day "Although smooth and engaging" pass from