Summer Junk

Howdy again folks. Nice to see ya. My day actually started at one thirty in the morning thanks to some wonderfully lackluster planing on my part. In short; long nights into early mornings spent editing books aren't ideal when one has a randomly scheduled day job to worry about. Still; there's been some fine progress on the professional front. The novel is over half way through it's first edit (there will be a second for grammar) and I actually got in some good work hours. At this right my birthday present to myself could end up being something more substantial than a bluray. With this odd sleep cycle don't be surprised if the article get's interrupted half way though by a nap.

Before we get going, here's a question. If you spend the majority of the work day inside, how the hell do you get a sunburned face? That's just so not cool.

Another odd thing to note. Ya ever have those moments where you could swear you saw someone in your hallway one second and gone the next? We get that at my house every so often. Whether you believe in ghosts or spirits, what have you, it just happens now and then. It's not anything terrifying, just a bit off putting. The other night though there was what looked like not an exact person but someone in a uniform, and I've only really known one person who wore that kind of uniform. Very odd experience to have when you're checking out ebay but I guess if it was them then I should thank em for checking in.

Limeade Oreo

Another specialty cookie so soon? Who'd imagine the generosity that Nabisco of all companies could bestow on us very bored types in the form of fattening treats.

Now before you run of in terror, mind reeling from the notion of a limeade cream cookie just remember that Oreo already has the long standing lemon variety which is very choice. These aren't all that different save for them having a bit more bite to back up the citrus flavor. That extra sting seals the placement of this cookie in my good with milk/coffee battle strongly in the milk camp.

So big surprise, another positive cookie review. Alright; it's tough to screw up cookies but these special ones are a nice change of pace. They provide that little element that can make another week of working & sleeping slightly more bearable than the last. What are you waiting for? Go pick some up from the store/ I demand that the first person with the balls to dip these in limeade tells me all about it.

 

Yard sale & thrift items.

After work I had to head out for a few errands and remembered that it'd been a few weeks since I last stalked the halls of any thrift stores. Didn't find much at the two stops but the one had half a dozen or so of these cheap photos wedged in glass that they sell at fairs & such. They have an actual name for em that escapes me right now but I remember Matt over on Dinosaur Dracula writing about them maybe...last year. Always thought they were kinda nifty but ebay prices can get out of hand so spotting some at the as-is store is a total win. Most were just nonsense. One featured the California raisins, which still look like something you'd remove with surgery. Yet scattered amongst the piles of junk was Rambo. Greased up, machine gun in arm, small bits of lightning summoned forth by his emotionally retarded fury. He just had to join my collection of misfit items like pickles the clown and Betsy the pumpkin girl. (note: somebody remind me to write about those poor saps sometime.)

On the way back home we stopped by a neighbors house that was running a charity garage sale for the lions club. Decent spread for a one of these though not much in my arena. Was tempted by the wall (yes, a wall) of audio books on display. However; ninety-five percent of them where cassettes. Did happen to come across a few regular books though.

 

Star Trek: Death in Winter

Since finishing Voyager last year there has been a distinct lack of new trek material in my diet. Every so often I've pondered taking up the books to provide that missing piece of entertainment. However; finding a good starting point is almost impossible. Multiple series all in progress, occasionally crossing over as well, and little proper information as far as guides. So what luck that this one picks up right after nemesis thous eliminating the need for any knowledge of book continuity. This will probably earns its own article once I've finished, but not before my other finds.

Night Frights and Ghosts Beneath our Feet

While my attempts at reading all of the original goosbumps have stalled multiple times, I can't pass up some cheesy nineties ghost stories for kids. Night Fright is an anthology that weighs in at all of 75 pages. That's one solid BM in reading terms. Ghosts Beneath our Feet appears to be a series not unlike Goosebumps though with a rather obvious focus on spooks. A bit meatier than the anthology but nothing too substantial. These should make for some nice booster reading (ya know. For those of us who keep lists.)

(insert nap time. Really doesn't count as a nap if it's more than 8 hours, does it?)

Trailer Park Boys season 6

OK, soooo this season kinda sucked. Most shows that run on this long stand the chance of losing the core elements that made them work in the first place. That kinda seems like the case here as most of the episodes come across as forced and heartless. It's not a total loss thanks to a few decent bits and one standout episode in “Where the fuck is Oscar Goldman” but nothing really gels here nor is there much in the way of a focused narrative. The whole thing is made stranger by the sudden happy ending for the season. Best I can figure is they thought this might be the last year so they just shoved in an everybody's happy ending without any proper build-up. Still like the show as comfort viewing but I really hope that year 7 and the various specials can pull off something better than this.

Haven't explained the picture at the top of the article yet. That is some dumpy old country bridge that's probably a good 8 miles outside my town. A friend took my bro-in-law & me out to it years ago and we all forgot where it was. As luck would have it, I came across the right online map with enough bridge info to finally track the thing down again. It's as bad as ever. Boards are falling out, large nests of something hanging off the rails, yet it brought a little levity to my night. Just something nice about those unique spots that host one specific memory, so I'm pretty proud to have found it again.

Believe it or not this post was originally going to contain more crap than this but we've covered enough for now wouldn't ya say?. Probably going to try an actual nap to readjust the schedule. I'll try to keep it in the 4-6 hour range this time. Ta!