Eugie · Foster's · Self-Indulgent · Musings

My posts have been full of gloom and grump of late, so I wanted to make a post of airy lightness and fluffy skunks. And then my network card belly-uped, so I can no longer access the Internet on the computer upstairs, Hobkin sicked up his lunch, and HP still hasn't shipped back my laptop.

*gurgle* Calmblueocean. Calmblueocean!

I could really use some humor. Fortunately, my flist/reading list is chock full of excellent writers, Hobkin, though ill is still undeniably cute, and the AP occasionally throws me a bone.

The bone(r): Dick Cheney Shoots Fellow Hunter. Yup. Our country's esteemed VP went quail shooting and shot a lawyer. Nope, it's not an Onion article. This is legit.

Okay, that giggle fix was unmitigated schadenfreude. Bad me. (*snerk*) For something completely different (and wholesome), skunk pictures:

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"Nyahhh!"

This is the sight that often greets me when I wake up in the morning.

And finally, patricia_kirby is a talented writer (with whom I'm sharing a ToC in Modern Magic). She provides a very helpful (and hilarious) primer on the nature of horses in fiction (heroic fantasy writers especially, take note): Horses For Dummies and Writers (. . . And Editors).

   

Writing Stuff
And as a continuation of this positive post (brought to you by the letter "G" and the number Pi), I discovered that Jason Sizemore nominated "Oranges, Lemons, and Thou Beside Me" for the Southeast Science Fiction Awards (SESFA) 2005 Best Short Fiction category.

Squee!!

Okay, back to my regularly scheduled grousing . . .