Blog? Oh, yeah, sure, I guess I can blog.
Don’t mind me, I’m a bit on the brain-dead side. But I did figure out how to make my blog dates and blogboard visible, thank you very much. I forgot how unnecessarily (I think) complicated adjusting the theme is. And it annoys me that I can’t just stay with my beloved night forest theme all the way, but it’s a glitch. Happens to everyone. I still love my blog.
Even more with my indicator up there in the corner. Isn’t that great? Now I have an excuse…
I am finally getting down through the sediment layers at work. The more noticeable filing is done (several piles of folders gone, stacks of papers to be worked on.) My Inbox is now below the level of two weeks old, thank you very much. And I have placed baskets and labels to try to stop people walking in and handing me things, or worse, putting them on my desk. I mean, come on, people. What would happen if someone put one piece of paper on your desk when you weren’t looking? How soon would you find it?
I joined the Stop Global Warming virtual march. Check it out here. Virtual March on Washington If name-dropping means anything to you, Senator John McCain is part of it. So is Governor Schwarzenegger. And Leonardo DiCaprio. Al Franken, General Wesley Clark, Robert F. Kennedy, Jr lots of people wanting the government to stop ignoring and denying major climate change.
What I like most is, it’s not a Democrat thing, or a Republican thing. It’s intelligent people who care, getting together to say so. Go read about the ducks in Minnesota. Hunters are people too, and they’re joining. When was the last time you heard of hunters and environmentalists on the same campaign? How scary is it, that the situation is dire enough for two such groups to work together?
Unfortunately I didn’t make a vigil tonight. The two near me were on street corners, and while I care a hell of a lot, I wasn’t going to try to keep hold of Hope in a crowd of a hundred strangers with candles on the edge of a busy street. Moms have to make these decisions when they can’t get babysitters.
Neither did I write a darn thing. I was too busy making Hope clean her room, and trying to fiddle away that one little glitch. And finding my status meter, isn’t it the coolest thing ever?
Maybe I’ll go write a bit now. Tomorrow night is karate, and Friday night Hope is testing, and Saturday I have to put a chapter of Shades up or blow my 10-week run.
Oh, remembered coolness–part of the new administration’s plan to get everyone working together at my school, is to help us get to know each other. So everyone filled out sheets about themselves, and they’ve turned it into a game, guess who the fact is about. One person’s quote is “I don’t own a laptop.” (funny because that’s our site computer tech.) Another is, “I met my spouse in junior high school.” They put them up five at a time and let people guess, then put the correct answers on the bulletin board.
So today everyone was asking me if I really wrote five novels. And they seem to think an awful lot of that fact. Cool, ne?
Personally I’m impressed by, “I spent five years wandering the United States in a converted school bus,” and “I’ve lived with a nun, in an ashram, and in a monastery.” And, wow, “I’m qualified to captain 1000-ton (I think) ships.”
“I spent the first twenty years of my life as a woman,” and “all the charges were dropped,” are impressive for different reasons. 😉