party
You can censor me but you can't shut me down. Just ask my husband.
So, I went to a party. No news there.
I took pictures. No news there.
I let people draw on me. No news there.
I posted a picture of the drawing on Facebook. No news there.
Until… a few hours later when FB gave me a warning, then pulled it.
So, I’m posting the picture here.
No news there.
My new best friend, Kathleen drew that lovely anatomically correct body part, though some of the guys thought it a bit stubby and stubbly. My arm was the guinea pig for her art, as she boasted it was her forte’ in …
Dragon*Con Atlanta 2008 Secret
SHHHH. This is the secret.
You can have just as good a time for FREE at Dragon*Con.
Skip the line and pretend you know where you’re going. Head for the elevator.
then do what we did. Drink at all the lobby bars, ride the glass elevators and stroll the lobbies of 4 hotels, taking pictures like this:
Convince new friends to Play the “stranger in the picture” game 
and laugh knowing all kinds of people will go home unable to answer the question, “Who’s that blonde?”
Meet some crazy girls. Insult one by saying you love her gown, that you’d …
Famous people, crazy people
This weekend in Atlanta two different groups gather. Downtown over 20,000 people will attend DRAGON *CON. It is a huge deal. There’s a parade and everything.
I have a short list of people I’d like to see, including Mickey Dolenz, Adam West and Nathan Fillion…
Southeast of downtown in a small artsy town, many others will wander around Decatur for the annual Book Festival. There will be poetry, fiction, history, writing classes, book sales, panels with best sellers, readings by Pulitzer prize winners, cooking classes and stuff for the kids, plus my fav pub with one of the best selections …
Porchin' it rhymes with fortunate. Unless you want a Bloody Mary.
Ah. The view from this wide wraparound porch off the B&B was tough to leave.
Especially on a Sunday, when the town below doesn’t start serving beer or wine until 12:30 and won’t break out the hard liquor all day.
Gotta love those Baptists.
We managed to get along anyway, having drowned our potential hangovers in a four and a half foot deep hot tub at 2 AM until dark o’thirty. Girlfriends are great travel companions.
We wandered around the town seeing folk art like this
then sat in a cool stone house to hear people like this
talk about …
Porchin’ it rhymes with fortunate. Unless you want a Bloody Mary.
Ah. The view from this wide wraparound porch off the B&B was tough to leave.
Especially on a Sunday, when the town below doesn’t start serving beer or wine until 12:30 and won’t break out the hard liquor all day.
Gotta love those Baptists.
We managed to get along anyway, having drowned our potential hangovers in a four and a half foot deep hot tub at 2 AM until dark o’thirty. Girlfriends are great travel companions.
We wandered around the town seeing folk art like this
then sat in a cool stone house to hear people like thistalk about …
Mr. Follett makes the sexy time.
My book reading pace slowed when my friend Karen lent me this book.
It is a long one, and while interesting, I could have cut at least 50 pages out of the front section, at least another 50- 100 in the middle, and geez, what’s with the ADVERBS, Ken?
But dang, do I want William to DIE. At the hand of a woman. oh yeah.
And my my, Mr. Follett, you do write the LOVE scenes. I’ll never bath in a creek the same again. ( I know why Oprah liked this.)
Trying to finish it today so I can …
Unpacking my head.
After a few days of jam-packing information into my skull, I was happy to veg in front of the 130 incher and see LOST. Good to have the familiar faces back. I wasn’t wowed, but I wasn’t disappointed, but I decided to stay away from web pages that promise clues and insider info. I am content to just things play out.
So, New York.
Let’s take it slow.
This is Charles Baxter.
He wrote some AMAZING books, like my fav, THE FEAST OF LOVE. I’ll open to a random page:
“The Bat was shorter than Oscar, more kind of pint-sized, …
This could have absolutely NOTHING to do with what I wanted to say.
The last few parties I have been to I have ended up taking pictures of feet. I hope this does not say anything negative about my personality or the friends I keep.
Anyone that knows me knows I love shoes and I have a lot of them. I usually end up encouraging some girl at some gathering to try on my shoes. Maybe in the hopes they will become as addicted as me and we’ll be the same size? I don’t know.
I also don’t know whose feet are in this picture, or whether it’s a bug or a brownie …
Thought Snippets.
Some people have words of wisdom they can pass on, some have their own famous quote etched on their gravestone…me, I have snippets and they’re not even wise.
I catch myself thinking in headlines or *bullets* like I should have been a journalist or a writer for the TV guide. Or a blogger. After a late late late night partying, Friday, I wrote- what I can only guess- I had perceived in my drunken state were WORDS OF WISDOM.
these 2 things on scraps of paper
If I told you I might, I would because I had thought enough …
Super Bowl 2007. What Nobody's Talking About.
Half Time at the Super Bowl. Not a Shadow of a Doubt, Prince.
We watched with disbelief as Prince stepped onstage to the music of Queen, (King, princess, anyone?) wearing an Aunt Jemina headwrap.
Someone called out, “It’s okay, he just got done cleaning his house!” Someone else added, “I think he still has his curlers in.” It was raining, maybe it was a backwards do-rag. Maybe he meant to wear it with his blue suit and yellow shirt. Maybe he was channelling Little Richard.
We liked how he kept changing guitars, wondered about the effect of rain on all
