I am in a very fey mood tonight.
(In the background, running feet, slamming doors, the sound of people crashing through windows, screams of terror)
Well didn’t we throw the orange kitty into the little flame today, hmmm?
I’ve been picking on some of my favorite webloggers this week. I don’t know why I do it. This evil little impulse just steals right in and takes over my body and makes me do these things I don’t want, and I hear voices, and I get these strange, exciting thoughts, and I think I’m in a crystal bowl of orange jello with little green sprinkles, and Ed McMann is talking in the background, when all of a sudden I see in front of me….
Wait a sec. Wrong movie.
Anyway, to make up for the fact that I’ve been picking on my favorite webloggers, I’ve got a treat for you: Shaggy Dog stories.
If you’re a fan of Isaac Asimov, then you’re familiar with these. I love short stories, and I love shaggy dog stories. I found a few places with some stories I thought I would throw out for your amusement, if you have the time and the inclination:
As many posts as I’ve done recently, I should be nominated for weblogging’s poster girl.
Well, a project I was on is falling apart, and I’m finding that i’m relieved about it. It was incredibly stressful. Though I can’t afford the loss of the money, I’ll trade it for the peace. Some things just weren’t meant to be.