tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-107134092011-07-07T16:09:43.323-07:00Musings by MelMelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.comBlogger1351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-751319565533487762008-11-30T11:36:00.000-08:002009-01-15T21:33:41.238-08:00

Last night at approximately 11:30 p.m., I was given one of these:I passed the 50,000-word mark and the good robots at NaNoWriMo officially declared me a winner.Whew.That's pretty much how I felt about it. I was thrilled to have made it a day early and to have a draft with a beginning, middle, and (most challenging of all) an end. But after 30 days of madness, I'm really just glad the pressure's

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I have a feeling there won't be any more writing today. Yesterday was rough, as I have surmised all Sunday writing will be. My brain just doesn't work as well on Sundays. At least we had gorgeous weather and I could sit outside Panera after they closed. Everything was going well until the elastic band on my Moleskine notebook caught the N key on my laptop and popped it off! For a few seconds, I

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It's almost midnight, so as I look out my the window of my apartment (and see a cat looking back at me!), I'll examine today's writing accomplishments.At 9 a.m. I started writing. The sun was pouring in my open window, and the late night revelers were still quiet. I didn't mean to start so late, but it was past 3 a.m. when I finally got to sleep, so an adjustment was necessary. The novel started

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Here's a copy of the challenge email I sent out announcing my involvement in nano. If you didn't get the email but want to participate, leave me a message.Friends,As most of you know, I have devoted much of the last few years to writing a novel, Gifted. At times, this has meant losing sleep and sanity, declining invitations, and generally being a nuisance to those in the real world. Many of you

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This November will be the 10th NaNoWriMo, and they've designed a nifty tee to commemorate the occasion. Being a lover of NaNo and t-shirts, I naturally want one now.

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Oh friends, the writing juices are flowing again. Let's all rejoice. Things were clogged for far too long. I must say thanks to all the people who ask me if I'm still working on it without even the tiniest bit of sarcasm. Also, I just heard about an exciting opportunity that might get me closer to publishing the darn thing. If you're a praying person, send one up for me and the novel, would you?

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-8374911590364912402008-08-25T08:06:00.000-07:002008-08-25T08:08:28.429-07:00

Your result for The Director Who Films Your Life Test...Woody AllenYour film will be 58% romantic, 41% comedy, 22% complex plot, and a $ 24 million budget. Be prepared to have your life story shot entirely in New York City -- though lately Woody's been loving shooting in London. Also, your music soundtrack is all jazz from before 1949. Filmography: Annie Hall, Manhattan, Stardust

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-30789617094882999902008-07-24T16:21:00.000-07:002008-07-24T16:28:08.138-07:00

Has it really been a month since my last post? Doesn't seem that long, but I guess blogger wouldn't make it up. Yeah, probably not.Well, I've been taking a mini vacation from working on the book this month. I didn't plan to, but that's what happened. And I'm okay with it. Really. No, really. Okay! So I get a little cranky when I don't write. There, I've said it. And what have I been doing instead

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-39114990896388250522008-06-23T11:33:00.001-07:002008-06-23T11:49:11.921-07:00

We interrupt this new music week to bring you an exclusive bulletin:Much to the delight of my music-loving self, I (and my sister and two of her friends) have secured tickets to go see Great Big Sea in October! The closest show to my current location? 8+ hours away in Albuquerque, NM. Awesome.Hopefully, the new GBS CD will be in my mailbox tomorrow.

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-29911585877278661142008-06-17T08:21:00.001-07:002008-06-17T09:08:12.672-07:00

My webiness has waned in the last few weeks, but I'm not sure why. Perhaps it was just 'net overload that made me back off from facebook, twitter, urbis, and this very blog. The thing is, I didn't really even realize that I was doing it, and I didn't miss them much. I'll try to remedy that by stuffing as many links as possible in this post.Tuesdays are climbing back up on my list of favorite

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-83740196955337432802008-05-08T11:55:00.000-07:002008-05-08T12:05:45.724-07:00

This week mental_floss has got a guest blogger- a grammarian! She's written some really nice refresher pieces on grammar and punctuation, and an interesting etymology piece. Tomorrow she's answering reader questions. Check it out. Your commas will thank you.By the way, June is shaping up to be a lovely music month. Well, late June, that is, as both Great Big Sea and KC Clifford are delivering new

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Another week, and I'm looking back thinking, "Where did it go?" I got some work done on the book, but not enough. Last night we had yet another tornado scare, and I had to rush home from the grocery store to make sure my sister had stopped panicking. And it's hard to concentrate when you know the weatherman could tell you to seek shelter at any moment. Hopefully tornado season will be over

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All week I've been trying to get back to editing the book, and all week I've been failing big time. It's not a lack of desire. I've got that in abundance. But when I open up Copywrite, I just end up staring at the words and wondering where I was and how I get back there. So I printed the twelve-ish chapters I had seriously manipulated in the last 3 months and started reading them again. I didn't

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-89825562916516834552008-04-21T19:43:00.000-07:002008-04-21T19:54:48.407-07:00

Well I should really be writing or reading or something non-laptop related, but I wanted to stop by the blog before I pry myself away from the keyboard. The truth is, this blog is boring.There are a number of reasons.1) I am a boring person. Ask anyone who knows me in real life.2) When I think "Internet time!" I rarely think "Blog time!" Sorry, but it's true. What else is occupying my attention?

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-20164701875137971952008-04-16T08:45:00.000-07:002008-04-16T08:51:31.530-07:00

Confession: I usually start the day by inking in a few answers to a crossword puzzle. I find it helps my brain get from that groggy dreamworld to the real one where I need to operate a moving vehicle and talk to people in complete sentences. Various puzzle books are scattered around my house, car, and purse. I like doing them while waiting in the drive-through line or in the theater before a

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You may have heard the joke that there's really only one fruitcake in the world, and it just keeps getting passed around every Christmas season. As I was carrying yet another cardboard box this afternoon, I thought the same might be true of cardboard boxes. Not that there is just one, as I currently have several scattered throughout my house, but that their numbers are fewer than we might think

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-61941209602872446952008-03-09T20:18:00.000-07:002008-03-09T20:25:57.188-07:00

It's been a rough week all around. Writing's been kind of slow and not consisting of progress that word counts can measure. Instead of adding, I've been cutting a lot of fluff this week. Sure, it means better quality, but the quantity is down by several hundred or even a couple thousand words. I know it shouldn't mean a lot, but it's somewhat disheartening. I can see the end, but I just don't

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-51861144491821593202008-03-06T17:57:00.000-08:002008-03-06T18:17:58.526-08:00

If you haven't heard of KC Clifford or been lucky enough to hear her music, I am sad for you. Her music is AMAZING! Sadly, I do not have enough words to describe it.But what I can offer you is your own taste of KC! At her last concert at the Blue Door in OKC, she recorded a live CD (woo hoo!) and taped a song for a little thing called YouTube. You may have heard of it. My friends and I are in the

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-18369555646700824252008-02-26T18:07:00.000-08:002008-02-27T13:26:54.160-08:00

Rock Band was a major success, people. I'm not sure how many folks we crammed into Blake's house, but it must have shattered the non-holiday record. There is even video evidence of the shindig on Stephen's facebook page, because it would be difficult to believe how much fun we were having if you weren't there to see it.The morning after Rock Band was a killer. I woke up Saturday morning (and by

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-49081085817907864152008-02-22T11:27:00.000-08:002008-02-22T12:50:48.957-08:00

Please forgive me; I just laughed (heartily) at my own joke.Co-worker (looking at coffeepot, toaster over): Do we not have a microwave? Me: (pointing to the other side of the kitchen) We do, it's over here by itself.Co-worker: Oh.Me: It didn't play well with the other appliances.The worst part was that I started laughing somewhere in the middle of the word "appliances" because I realized what I

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Well friends, after several days of consideration, I've decided to renew the ol' blog. Why, you ask? (Yes you did. I heard you.)1. Although I've recently been putting myself out on the 'net in various forms lately via Facebook and Twitter and Urbis, there is something to be said for having a place to jot down completely random thoughts in the manner that blogging allows (FYI, this used to be done

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-77333938314929253552007-04-13T14:32:00.000-07:002007-04-13T14:34:49.841-07:00

create your own visited country map or check our Venice travel guideI've only visited 3% of the world. I feel...disappointed.

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Technically, the countdown is not over until tomorrow, but hey, who said that the technicals get to control the world? I say that today is close enough, especially since this evening will be spent in total preparation for the weekend, and not at all in watching one of my favorites, The Office. Apparently political ramblings are more important than Must See TV.I would say that 98.03% of you

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1160016498587401072006-10-04T19:45:00.001-07:002006-10-04T19:48:18.590-07:00

I'm not a big believer in these blog quizzes, but it's been a long week, and this is easier than real thinking.So have some fun, waste some time, and enjoy the rest of the week.Your Brain is 60% Female, 40% MaleYour brain is a healthy mix of male and femaleYou are both sensitive and savvyRational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headedBut you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeveWhat

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1158702393466472462006-09-19T14:45:00.000-07:002006-09-19T14:46:33.476-07:00

I don't know anyone who could actually use this right now, but I really, really want one.

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1158252340693048732006-09-14T09:03:00.000-07:002006-09-14T09:45:40.800-07:00

Hi, my name is Mel, and I'm a bookaholic.According to bookpedia, I am the proud owner of 199 books (You thought it would be more? I did, too. I may have missed some.) Some of those I've had since grade school, when I used to keep my scratch-n-sniff homework stickers in the covers. (Trust me, it was cool at the time.) Some of them were brand new hardback releases when I bought them; others are

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On Saturday I nearly drowned in a sea of crimson and cream. Am I the only one who finds it odd when the mall is full of families decked out in matching Soonerwear? I feel bad for these people who are so consumed by something so...trivial. There. I said it. Football is trivial.I know why we call it Labor Day, but I wish it was called Non-Labor Day so we could all try to relax a bit more. This is

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For those of you keeping track, the official count is:64 Daysand counting...

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On the road trip to Dallas this weekend, the girls (in alphabetical order: Krista, Mandy, and Terra) decided that my car had to have a proper name. I'm not really a hardcore car namer, so the Honda's been nameless for a couple of years.By the end of the trip, there were no real standout names. Nothing spectacular had happened in (or to) the car, so no names jumped out as major contenders. I'm

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1156859226149524952006-08-28T06:27:00.000-07:002006-08-29T06:48:46.446-07:00

If I were a celebrity, I would endorse Pearls Before Swine. Other people may have their Dilbert, but I prefer Rat and Pig.

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1155738609066916232006-08-16T07:20:00.000-07:002006-08-16T07:30:09.130-07:00

1. Poetry about science can be fun to read.2. You can claim to be older than someone you aren't so a fortune cookie will make sense.And finally, You should not try to extract meaningful life lessons from watching Josie and the Pussycats.

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"For I know the plans that I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart, and I will be found by you." -Jeremiah 29:11-13If you were at Gateway last night this verse probably sounds

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1154548425713654762006-08-02T12:49:00.000-07:002006-08-02T12:53:45.726-07:00

I've worked for the same company for almost three years. As far as I can remember, this is the thing that has caused the most office-wide uproar.

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Watch out, people. Seems that it's no longer acceptable to be funny on your blog.I guess it was just a slow news day last week when someone decided that Ken Jennings took his blogging just a wee bit too far. If you've only read the news-bullies' excerpts and not the actual post, go ahead.No really, I'll wait.You thought it was funny, didn't you? I know you did. So did I. Even better, KJ posted

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1153767519432508532006-07-24T11:48:00.000-07:002006-07-24T11:58:39.453-07:00

I'm just trying to remember why I ever picked this template for the blog reincarnation. Was it so yellow at the time? Maybe I was in a dingy mood that day.Last week's softball game was a nice break from the usual tennis-themed Wednesday evening. I didn't participate as much as I had planned, but Tina persuaded me to bat for her once, and I got a nice hit past first on the first pitch (although I

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1153510087664105452006-07-21T12:07:00.000-07:002006-07-21T12:28:07.780-07:00

Does anyone else think it's insane that we've had triple-digit temps for the week? Mark this down. You know we'll try to use it to impress our grandchildren, and it give it some silly name. The Great Heat of '06. Run from the sun! Don't expose your skin! Hide your ice cubes! (Apparently Loraine will still be kickin' at 100+. And I totally believe it, too. I, on the other hand, cannont imagine

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Okay, so the nerd in me really wants (Wait. Scratch that. Who am I kidding here? I am about 90% nerd.)Okay, so I really want to see Wordplay.Yeah, it's true. And I'm not ashamed to admit it. I love crossword puzzles, and I like that we puzzlers have a documentary we can call our own. Take that, penguin lovers (No wait. I like those penguins, too. Scratch that.)It looks like Wordplay is playing

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1152887064230855142006-07-14T06:48:00.000-07:002006-07-14T07:24:24.286-07:00

If soreness is any indication of improvement, I have advanced quite a bit this week. I find it a bit odd that after playing on Wednesday night, I never ache on Thursday. Is this delay normal for the sport, or is my body just slower than it used to be?I'd hate to jinx it, but I think I'm getting a little better. That's not to say that I'm prepared for a real game (if anything, this week's episode

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1152213995036515022006-07-06T11:54:00.000-07:002006-07-06T12:26:35.056-07:00

Counting Crows has been getting more airplay from me recently, especially since the new live album was released. (Right now, Goodnight Elisabeth. I love that you can hear the audience singing along.) They're not always office-appropriate, but they are very traffic- appropriate. These guys like to put a lot of geography into their songs. Here are a few places referenced in CC songs:MiamiNew

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1152123450326159382006-07-05T10:57:00.000-07:002006-07-05T11:19:21.583-07:00

Okay, so it's been two months since the last post. I'm okay with that. You should be, too. That is, you who live close and can just talk to me in person should be okay with that. You who are states, nay, even countries away from me...well, you have a right to be irrate.I could make a list of reasons why the blog has suffered. Gateway, float trip, novel, life in general...but that gets old, I know

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1146632014029210962006-05-02T21:24:00.000-07:002006-05-06T12:56:09.530-07:00

I don't know if this is true for you, but I find that there are some days that challenge me more than others. Not like "Mel vs. Tuesday" or something, but days that just make me figure out exactly what I'm made of. Take, for instance, the email from a past friend asking for advice. Or after-dinner conversation that's more about souls than pop culture. If I were nerdy enough to keep a big calendar

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1146149303516194022006-04-25T06:52:00.000-07:002006-04-27T07:51:20.383-07:00

Fear not, brave bloggers. Unlike many a video game bad guy, I have not perished just yet. I have taken what felt like a necessary hiatus. The last week has been giving me the blog itch again. (Don't worry, there's no cream required for blogger's itch.) There were a few weeks when I didn't want to think about blogging anymore, and I almost retired the blog. There would have been a big ceremony,

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1142614782640021762006-03-17T08:44:00.000-08:002006-03-17T09:01:46.116-08:00

When last we left our heroine, she was trying to get the raccoon smell out of the carpet. Since then, she has:Seen Coldplay in concert (they rocked many times over).Attempted to squeeze in 50 hours of editing in 30 days, with only mild success.Made plans to see Nickel Creek in concert next week (we presume they will rock, too, only in a more bluegrassy way)Just learned from her roommate that

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1137618480164192982006-01-18T12:54:00.000-08:002006-01-18T13:08:00.176-08:00

My roommate and I set the trap Saturday afternoon, which was more difficult than we expected. By Saturday night, I knew that we had something trapped up there. He scratched all night long. Around 3 I finally gave up on a decent night's sleep and stuffed cotton balls in my ears to drown him out.Sunday afternoon, I got back on the ladder to see how angry our visitor was. But it turns out it wasn't

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1136913722741710012006-01-10T09:10:00.000-08:002006-01-10T09:22:02.756-08:00

You may have heard that Stacey and I have a squirrel in our attic. At least, we hope it's just a squirrel. Sometimes it sounds like a person is tromping around up there. Maybe the little guy's just practicing his acrobatic maneuvers.I hadn't heard him scratching around in a couple of weeks, but last night he made it clear that he is still an attic-dweller. Stacey saw him in the backyard a few

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No, I haven't disappeared.With all the holidays and moving and visits from friends and whatnot, blogging hasn't been high on the priority list. In fact, for the last month it probably ranked just above scrubbing my bathroom. But that's okay. Most of the people who read this get to see me in person (if not on a regular basis, then at least on very special occasions), and so we're caught up.I've

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1134402870987776822005-12-12T07:39:00.000-08:002005-12-12T07:54:31.010-08:00

Seems like every other piece of email in my office inbox is junk mail-- someone who wants money, the FBI or CIA wants answers to questions, or someone sending along a supposedly heartwarming story to brighten my day. And if I don't forward these messages, brimstone will surely rain down upon me and all my pets will die within the next 24 hours.Even worse are those warning me that someone else is

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1133882183903078332005-12-06T07:10:00.000-08:002005-12-06T07:16:23.920-08:00

Far too much of yesterday was spent looking for news on this. May is too far away.

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Two weeks until the move.My apartment looks like a city full of cardboard-box skyscrapers.

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I don't know about you, but my pre-teen years were full of mystery novels, particularly those featuring Nancy Drew. ND was even lucky enough to occassionally be joined by the Hardy Boys for one of her ever-thrilling mysteries. Do you remember those cookie cutter mystery titles? I don't have any of those books anymore; I'd probably be disappointed if I read them now.Last week I had a slight

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1132585432361134342005-11-21T06:47:00.000-08:002005-11-21T07:03:52.376-08:00

After Thursday night/Friday morning's Harry Potter extravaganza, I didn't want to do anything on Friday evening that required me leaving my apartment. I did some packing, some TV-ing, and some gaming, but mostly I basked in the comfort of my little cave.After waking at a perfectly decent hour Saturday morning, I got a phone call from a friend. I think I was watching a Spiderman/X-Men cartoon at

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1132251454448715712005-11-17T10:15:00.000-08:002005-11-17T10:17:34.466-08:00

Proving almost anyone can attempt to write a novel.

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Sorry, friends. I know my posting has been scare lately. Things are busy, but I don't think there's anything that's happened lately that is blog-worthy. My living room is full of boxes, and the bedroom is full of laundry. Such is the life of a girl in transition.My soon-to-be roommate is closing on her house tomorrow morning, and moving in tomorrow evening (fingers crossed, people!). I know she's

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1131133904122783252005-11-04T11:35:00.000-08:002005-11-04T11:51:44.136-08:00

Picture CDs are ready! I'll have mine this weekend and be able to share some pictures of the New Orleans trip with you next week.It's strange how changed and how unchanged I am by the trip. I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say that the trip made everyone more appreciative of our physical possessions and more aware of the fact that we all have so much more stuff than we really need.I started

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1130160762749791942005-10-24T06:29:00.000-07:002005-10-24T06:32:42.756-07:00

Wow.We arrived back in Oklahoma City around 7:15 yesterday morning after rolling out of New Orleans 12 hours earlier.It's good to be home. Before any blogging about the trip, I've got to collect some thoughts. Hopefully I'll get pictures from some of the group and post them here so you can see what we saw.Until then, enjoy your day.

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No kidding.

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Your labors will bear many rewards.Today's fortune cookie may actually be right. Next week I'm going to New Orleans with a group from church to do some clean-up work. The next week may be severely lacking in posts while I try to build up some overtime hours to cover the two days of work I'm missing and round up all the stuff I need to take with me.I was excited about going until a few days ago.

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Last night I dreamed that I was at school (a dream version of college, I suppose) and all the people there were very excited to see me. Some of them were good friends, but others were just acquaintances, so their reactions were unexpected. Then I found a newspaper dated January 2006, and I realized that I had been missing for four months. If you're one of those people who like to interpret dreams

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1129062633893652142005-10-11T13:07:00.000-07:002005-10-11T13:30:33.913-07:00

I know a lot of people at church have been surprised (possibly even disturbed) by my recent behavior. It's understandable. If someone who appeared reserved and inhibited all the time suddenly became outgoing and showed up at numerous social functions, I'd probably be a little confusd, too. Except, being me, I completely understand that people who may seem shy are not as timid as you may think.The

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1128693156926413282005-10-06T06:43:00.000-07:002005-10-07T06:52:36.936-07:00

This morning's attempt to get to work proved yesterday's post-rant completely true. There's a three-way stop just before you get to my office. When I arrived, a truck to my left had the right-of-way. Then it was clearly my turn, and I started to make my left-hand turn when an idiot in a van (who was behind the truck and arrived at the stop sign after I did) decided that he didn't need to follow

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1128470342296377832005-10-04T16:40:00.000-07:002005-10-04T16:59:02.303-07:00

I don't like to be stressed while driving, but lately every car ride is a safety risk. I don't understand why everyone is in such a hurry. What's so important, people? Traffically speaking, the city (or at least my little corner of it) is full of people who can't seem to a) obey any of those invisible speed limit signs posted, or b) take into consideration the rest of us who are driving near them

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1128371133195895252005-10-03T13:09:00.000-07:002005-10-03T13:25:33.203-07:00

Current score:Allergies: 2Mel: 0

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And now, for some ramblings:For those of you who are wondering, the iPod nano lived up to all my expectations. Upon a friend's suggestion, I take it to work every day, hook it up to my speakers, and have a very musical time while doing not-so-musical things (thanks, Blake). And while I always had music around, via the internet, or the cd player stashed under my desk, or the voices in my head, the

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1127501147628028712005-09-23T11:28:00.000-07:002005-09-23T11:45:47.643-07:00

I considered posting another installation of "Something Senseless" today, but it turned out that I had something else spinning in my brain, so it's here instead. For those of you who are deeply disappointed that you won't be able to hear any random tidbits of my life today, I apologize. Better luck next time.I've been seeing lots of news on the new iPod nano, and I've got to admit that I am

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Change is good.

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"I establish My covenant with you; and all flesh shall never again be cut off by the water of the flood, neither shall there again be a flood to destroy the earth. God said, "This is the sign of the covenant which I am making between Me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all successive generations; I set My bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a sign of a covenant between

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1127136538588098212005-09-19T06:24:00.000-07:002005-09-19T06:28:58.590-07:00

Between Friday morning and Sunday afternoon, I got nine hours of sleep. I'm strangely proud of my sleeplessness because I thought I'd reached a point in my life where I couldn't stay awake until 4 a.m. and then wake up at 8 a.m.The retreat was much better than I imagined. More on that later, I'm sure.

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It's Thursday, and that usually means B&N night. I try my best to pack up the survival bag (including jacket, because B&N is always colder than most icebergs) and find a relatively quiet corner so I can put in three-four hours of editing. Sadly, there's one thing preventing my regular bookstore fix: a ridiculously large heap of laundry at the foot of my bed.Tomorrow's the retreat, and I've got to

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It looks like the end of the tunnel.I still can't believe this has happened.I think I'm finally okay with it.My writing performance over the last week has been less than satisfactory. But this weekend that will change. I'm taking Friday off (thanks to enough overtime hours already built up) and this weekend is the Singles Retreat. Lots of friends, lots of fun, and lots of nature. And c'mon, it's

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1126624291820539702005-09-13T08:10:00.000-07:002005-09-13T08:44:02.276-07:00

I know, I know. You're disappointed.So am I.My blog is in need of an overhaul, but I haven't had the time to devote to the undertaking.Well, I have had time, but I've just been devoting it to other things.I have no excuse, really.

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1126625901470249832005-09-10T13:11:00.000-07:002005-09-13T08:38:21.476-07:00

Last night I went to the Blue Door with some friends from church to hear K.C. Clifford perform. To borrow one of my sister's phrases, this girl was "a-mazing" (note that the "a" should sound like "uh" and be held for longer than you would expect, with a very clear break before the next syllable).Anyway...moving on.The show was acoustic (I'm such a sucker for acoustic) and absolutely without a

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In case you're bored, or desperate, or just looking for something new, here are 10 random suggestions for how to spend your time:1. Read a story to a small child (character voices mandatory).2. Take a long bath (with bubbles!).3. Chug green Hawaiian Punch without spewing it on the carpet.4. Roll the windows down while driving so you can serenade other drivers with your beautiful voice.5. Read a

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1125604520141444252005-09-01T12:34:00.000-07:002005-09-01T12:55:20.160-07:00

It's been five months since I decided to start this book, and four months since I finished the first draft.It's been three months since I started the second draft. I'm giving myself four more to finish it. Factor in holidays, moving out of my apartment, Christmas shopping, and miscellaneous time-stealing things, and that leaves three months.After that, I'm going to give it to a handful of folks

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1125446473309490212005-08-30T16:10:00.000-07:002005-08-30T17:01:13.316-07:00

Since "Something Senseless" was the most fun blog writing of late, I've decided to post a second installment. If you didn't enjoy the first one, you should probably stop reading...now. If you're curious to see if this one will be more enlightening than the last, you'll have to forge ahead.And so, some more stuff you probably didn't know:1. I have a guitar, but I never learned how to play it. 2.

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My bamboo plant has developed a nasty crustiness around the rim of its container. I've never been an expert at plant care, but this little plant has been doing well for months now. If it dies, my desk will be sad and lifeless again, and I can't have that. I still water my plant as per the instructions on the plastic card. I leave it in just enough light (but not too much, I think). It was doing

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1125092374319070812005-08-26T14:27:00.000-07:002005-08-26T14:39:34.326-07:00

It's been a busy week. In an attempt to make up for the last few months, I may have gone overboard on the socializing this week. But it was nice to meet a few new people and get to know some others better. At the devo last night, one person greeted me with, "Why are you here? You're supposed to be at home writing that novel!" Well, she may have been right. I'll have to make it up over the weekend.

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"You are a bundle of energy, always on the go."Sure, if "always on the go" means being holed up in a corner booth at the B&N cafe for hours at a time. This was the fortune from my lunch. Of course, I don't believe that any paper shoved inside a crispy cookie can tell me about my future unless that paper is green and has a president on it. Shame on you, fortune cookie, for being neither accurate

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What to say…Not much writing or reading going on lately, although I purchased two new books this week. Reading and writing have been replaced by IM chats, Internet wandering, and Muppets. Season One of The Muppet Show was recently released in all its furry glory, and while I had a little extra cash I invested in four discs of mayhem. Watching a few episodes can relieve an immense amount of stress

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1124759738424340722005-08-22T17:49:00.000-07:002005-08-22T18:27:52.043-07:00

It's about time for something new around here.I can't say that I have any big news to report. I could say that, but it would be a lie. I could redirect you to a few more interesting blogs. I've picked up the habit of wandering from blog to blog in search of interesting or amusing thoughts of people I'll never meet. (If you're here for that reason, you may be disappointed.) While on one such

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1124374736109381682005-08-18T06:58:00.000-07:002005-08-18T07:18:56.116-07:00

So enough about me. Let's talk about the book!I've made a lot of progress in the last month. I still have doubts, of course. I think the story's a good one, but I know in its current state it is not the best it can be. My goal is to complete the second draft before the end of the year. I already see a third draft in my future because there are things I haven't addressed in the second draft (verb

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Just so I can remember, today is the day after one of my ugliest days ever.A couple of you know what this means. The rest of you won't, and it's not appropriate to spill details here. I finally got around to doing the thing I've been dreading for a few months. I don't know what the outcome is going to be. You could say I'm just being a pansy about the whole thing. I should get over myself and

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I have a tendancy to tell people that they get a gold star for doing something great. People are surprisingly disappointed when you say they deserve a gold star but have no stars to give. In an effort to stop making false promises, here is our very first office Gold Star Award:Our first award goes to my trusty friend and novel specialist, Loraine. Saying that she goes above and beyond the call of

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Good idea: Buying a slab of chocolate-laced cheesecake from the B&N café.Bad idea: Eating said cheesecake at 1:30 in the morning.After a night of writing and conversing at BN, I ran into my friend Debby and her husband. (Although he is a very nice person in his own right, we have never known each other well enough to be termed friends, but he also deserves to be mentioned in the story.) They

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1123854322102195322005-08-12T06:42:00.000-07:002005-08-12T06:45:22.110-07:00

After some recent reading and things I should have seen coming, I've decided that I'm tired and don't want to mess with it anymore.You may not hear from me for a while.

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There was a request today for “something senseless” on the ol’ blog. I didn't ask if this meant the lyrics to a song or the dream I had last night or the best place to catch lizards inside the city limits. Since the specific level of senselessness was not defined, I can only try my best to fulfill the request.For fans of the senseless (or maybe just really random), I present 28 Things You

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1123514832987286182005-08-08T08:23:00.000-07:002005-08-08T08:27:12.993-07:00

As much as I enjoy the amazing things that we can do with technology, there are times when I just wish that it would go away for a while.My cell phone’s on the blink. A couple of weeks ago I took it in because the battery was draining much more quickly than it used to, but the guys said it passed their tests and should be okay. I didn’t believe them, but I also didn’t want to be one of those

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Last night I went to Barnes and Noble for a little frappucino, atmosphere, and writing. It was supposed to rain last night (I don’t think it ever got around to where I was), and one of the best places to enjoy a storm is through the huge windows in the BN café. Things were looking good; my favorite coffee maker whipped up a nice java chip frap with extreme carmel sauce (He denied trying to kill

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1122584310934012682005-07-28T13:56:00.000-07:002005-07-28T13:58:30.936-07:00

For the record, I was not in yesterday's duct tape pictures. I have never used duct tape for anything more than a sturdy bookmark, a nifty wallet, or a 7-foot tall paper-and-wire volcano.Enjoy your duct tape.

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...and the number one reason why you shouldn't let the woman pack when you move...She'll use up all of your duct tape.

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It's July 26, and that means 26 days since my last carbonated delight. I'm now looking to the end rather than looking from the beginning. It's gone by more quickly than I expected. For a few days last week, I even forgot the ban entirely, as if this abstintion was something natural. On Sunday I was thirsty and thought, there's a coke machine just down the hall, I'll get something there. And then

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1121868357561088202005-07-20T06:37:00.000-07:002005-07-20T07:05:57.566-07:00

Day 20 of no soda, cola, pop, or whatever you choose to call it.I really miss Mountain Dew.It wasn't so bad at first. It wasn't even so bad in the middle, but now that I'm only 10 days shy of the goal, the ghosts of Mountain Dews past are visiting me on a regulary basis, and if I sit quietly for just a couple of seconds, I can remember the taste of that wonderful drink.It doesn't help matters

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Just a few weeks ago I was blogging the praises of Live365 internet radio and how they have little annoying commercialism and a lot of pleasant, office-appropriate music.So imagine my disheartening surprise when I check in with dear old Live365 last week to find that they are now bombarding listeners with advertisements, both visual and auditory. Most of these center around the theme of, "Hey,

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1121533431616727092005-07-16T09:48:00.000-07:002005-07-16T10:03:51.623-07:00

Ugh.Last night I went to the local BN Harry Potter Party. I didn't expect so many people (even though a BN employee warned me it might get ugly.) I showed up at 10 and was slightly offended. The parking lot was full. That never happens. What were all these people doing in my store?Truthfully, I wanted to go just to see how many people would show up. I can read all the news stories they print, but

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Arrival Date: July 14, 2005Time: 3:00 p.m. CSTWeight: 14 kgSize: 12" 1.2 GHzName: To Be DeterminedMy new computer arrived! I ordered it on Tuesday, and by the Thursday afternoon the little box o' joy had made its journey from California to Oklahoma. The oh-so-proud parent is me. The godfather will probably be JB, since he gave advice and is patient enough to explain computer things I don't

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I can tell I've been drinking a lot of water lately because I actually have a preference of one brand over another. Thankfully we have two water options at the office, because if I had to live with Dasani stuff alone, I would probably have given up on my no-coke ban days ago. (I don't think the distaste for Dasani stems from the fact that it's a Coca-cola product. In fact, I am a little

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Today is my seventh coke-free day in a row.By "coke" I mean those fantastically fizzy beverages I love so much, including Coca-cola, Dr. Pepper, and (my favorite addiction by far) Mountain Dew. I can't remember the last time I intentionally went a single day without one of these carbonated wonders, let alone seven days in a row.If you frequent Fark.com, you may have seen the story on the Roanoke

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1120674836366665322005-07-06T11:09:00.000-07:002005-07-06T11:33:56.370-07:00

For the few who stumble upon this blog, you may have noticed an absence of new material lately. The truth is that events of a blog-worthy nature have been rare these last couple of weeks, and most days I was too busy at work or too bored at work to come over and add new material.Last weekend was my first free weekend in a couple of months. By that I mean that I had no roommate and/or friend

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It's Friday, and that means taking the easy way out. Just like casual Fridays, today's blog will be very easy-going.I could tell you all about the new Batman movie I saw last night, but you've probably either a) already seen it and don't need me to tell you, or b) haven't seen it and would be upset if I gave too much away. I'll just take the easy way out by saying it was better than I expected,

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Weighing the positives and negatives of beginning yet another WoT book without a break, I went ahead and ignored the advice of those who told me to move on to other pastures. I decided to go ahead and start Three yesterday.Never fear! I have a plan!Well, the plan was in place over a week ago. I had a coupon for BN and bought a brand new book (Nick Hornby's new release) for half price and then

Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12073002935197500387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10713409.post-1119365583766001602005-06-21T07:38:00.000-07:002005-06-21T07:53:03.770-07:00

My reading pace for Book Two is not what it was for Book One. That's partially because I made a trip home for Father's Day weekend and didn't read as much as I'd planned. Only 80 pages to go, though.I am contemplating a brief hiatus from WoT, either after finishing Book Two or Book Three (which already awaits me at home). There are a few reasons for the proposed break: 1) I like to vary what I

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