Bird in the Hand
Free beer and big boobies! Since the blog feed onto my Facebook page usually publishes the first sentence of this blog, I figure that this particular sentence would help increase my readership. (I know, grammar police, it’s not a sentence. AND I know, Gramma police, it’s a little risque with the large amount of my family on FB, so don’t show mom…) Check out the blue-footed Boobies to the left there.
So the first order of business today is to direct you to my tasty, lip-smacking donut obsessed Fierce and Nerdy Blog. I haven’t had a donut in like a year, probably since I had a full time job come to think of it. I guess I’ll go eat some frozen strawberries… That’ll make me feel better than any old delicious, old fashioned, white cake with a light glaze donut that melts on my tongue and leaves little crumbs on my desk that I can pick up with the tip of my finger as little dessert treat donuts.
Second order of biz; update on the Writer’s Conference. Little ole’ shy me had an absolutely phenomenal time! The workshops were all really inspiring and educational and, man, the people I met were hilarious and so open and welcoming. I wish I could find a job just going to writing conferences, now that I know what to wear. (Though I was completely exhausted by the time I got home Sunday night.) HUGE thanks to Marilyn from Writing Pad, for driving and feeding me. I can not wait for her writing retreat in October in 29 Palms!
There was an amazing, life-changing, free-beering, boob-expanding 3rd point, but I’ve totally forgotten what it was. See what happens to a woman with no sugar in her system and amalgam fillings in her teeth.
I’ll sign off with a quote from my donut eating inspiration – Homer J. Simpson – “Maybe it’s the beer talking, but you’ve got a butt that won’t quit…”