last day of forty-seven

Tomorrow, I’ll be forty-eight years on this earth.

And given how my neck, shoulder and stomach feel today, I have lived all of them quite poorly.

At least, in all likelihood, I’m better than halfway through.

Closer to the end than the beginning, that’s for sure.

Target: 1300 words
Written: 1307 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Seven To Eternity 1-2, Deadly Class 22, Black Science 25
Music: Experience Expanded: Remixes & B-Sides, The Prodigy

spic and span

I had to look up the origin to this phrase earlier, because I left it in as a throwaway line on the last draft of Bad Neighbours (in relation to the main character worrying that the origin was racist), and I’m happy to report, it’s not.

It comes from a combination of the Norse and Dutch words for brand new.

Thank goodness.

I hate finding out things I’d taken for granted have terrible background stories (see Gaiman, Neil and the rule of thumb).

Dutch is a fucked up language, is it not?

Target: 1300 words
Written: 910 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Black Science 22-24, Low 15
Music: Experience, The Prodigy

home at last

It’s funny how going in Monday to Wednesday makes it feel like you’ve done Monday to Friday already, and then you have to somehow go home and DO ANOTHER TWO DAYS.

Horrid, this whole bit.

I don’t know why we ever went to an office in the first place.

Seems counterproductive.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1441 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Deadly Class 20-21, Low 13-14
Music: Exogenesis: Symphony, Muse

yesterday’s revelation

I realize that may have been too much to share yesterday about my wife.

The thing is, I’ve punched way above my weight in that category, so I’m quite proud of our relationship.

She’s capable and smart, she’s got a great heart and a good sense of humour.

And yeah, pretty darn hot.

So, I lucked out.

I’m not going to take it for granted or play it down. I’ve done pretty well for myself in that category; much better than those whose relationships (and I know so many of them) revolve around the stale notion of guys vs. girls, “Take my wife. Please.”

Honestly, if that’s your idea of a great relationship, well, shit, people.

You have got a bad relationship, and you’ve somehow convinced yourself otherwise.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1184 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Low 11-12, Deadly Class 19, Black Science 21
Music: Exile On Main Street, The Rolling Stones

watching my wife work out

I mean, I don’t know what it is, but watching her do her exercises for her arms and wrist, as part of her rehab.

Yeah. I’m into it.

Like, waaaaay into it.

It’s nice to know that the magic still lives.

If you need me, I’ll be busy ogling the woman I married.

Damn.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 706 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Dragonflight, Anne McCaffrey
Comics: Deadly Class 17-18, Black Science 19-20
Music: Exile In Guyville, Liz Phair

soccer

I love watching Wrexham, but I don’t get the obsession.

The World Cup is basically watching paint dry. Who wants to watch the greatest players in the world go for ninety minutes and end in a nil-nil tie with three shots on goal… TOTAL.

Fucking paint drying might drip or something.

There could be streaks!

That would be more engaging, by far.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1875 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Cruise Of The Dazzler, Jack London
Comics: Deadly Class 16, Low 10, Black Science 17-18
Music: An Exciting Evening At Home With Shadrach, Meshach And Abednego, Beastie Boys

lazy day

Finally.

Good Lord, finally.

Time to make some gazpacho and pipirrana and mail the rest of the day in.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1207 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: The Cruise Of The Dazzler, Jack London
Comics: Black Science 16, Low 9-10, Deadly Class 15
Music: Evol, Sonic Youth

well, that was… better

Heeeyyy baaaby,,, it’s the ffifth of jullllyyyyyyyy!

Something about Mexican children and fireworks.

Thanks, X.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1095 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Deadly Class 13-14, Black Science 15, Low 7 
Music: Evil Empire, Rage Against The Machine

everything is broken

Seriously, our systems are down, I can do nothing, but sit through tedious mandatory training curriculum.

At least the Metis part was interesting.

Stewardship and privacy, on the other hand, I know all this.

Tedious As Fuck.

Also, happy Fourth of July to Americans who didn’t vote for Trump.

For Trump, fuck you.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 1071 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Black Science 12-14, Deadly Class 12
Music: Evil Dead: Original Broadway Cast Album, Original Broadway Cast

and home

And not productive.

This is one of those days where no matter what I touch, it’s kind of fucked.

You know the days.

Days that hate you.

Like today hates me.

Maybe tomorrow will be better.

But Trump still runs the U.S.A., so probably not.

Target: 1200 words
Written: 730 words, novel: Bad Neighbours

Read: Agent To The Stars, John Scalzi
Comics: Black Science 11, Deadly Class 10-11, Low 6
Music: Everything Went Black, Black Flag