But I thought this was cool, anyway, since most of my friends are into comics, gaming and/or MMORPG's (long live EQII! Oh, and that other one, what's it's name? Whatever of War-something?)
http://samhainpublishing.com/news/author-to-be-featured-at-dragoncon
The fact that the people I'm publishing my first story with have an author who is not only going to be featured at Dragon*Con but who has a co-author who's totally comfortable with it just struck me as really neat.
Okay, you force me to admit it: I'm a closet nerd. I'm still a wierdo, but now I'm also a nerd. (Does that make me a nierdo? a werd? Inquiring minds want to know!)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Brain Death Imminent...
Have you ever tried to change a hardwired light fixture in the dark?
Okay. Yeah, I know, I know. I swear to you, no drugs or alcohol were involved, just my native stupidity.
My husband was on a business trip, so I decided it was the perfect "not going to interfere in my alone-time with the husband" time to re-do my powder room. New paint, new light, new vanity mirror... you get the picture.
So the base of the light was a different shape from the old, yucky one, which meant it had to be replaced before I could paint rather than after I painted. Head to basement, flip breaker switch, head upstairs...
No lights. 9:30 at night. Big ladder, small room, one flashlight, no helpers.
Hilarity ensued.
I finally went to the garage, got an extension cord, pulled a lamp out of my family room and put the damn flashlight back on my husband's desk. Things went much smoother after that...
Okay. Yeah, I know, I know. I swear to you, no drugs or alcohol were involved, just my native stupidity.
My husband was on a business trip, so I decided it was the perfect "not going to interfere in my alone-time with the husband" time to re-do my powder room. New paint, new light, new vanity mirror... you get the picture.
So the base of the light was a different shape from the old, yucky one, which meant it had to be replaced before I could paint rather than after I painted. Head to basement, flip breaker switch, head upstairs...
No lights. 9:30 at night. Big ladder, small room, one flashlight, no helpers.
Hilarity ensued.
I finally went to the garage, got an extension cord, pulled a lamp out of my family room and put the damn flashlight back on my husband's desk. Things went much smoother after that...
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