Sep
5
September 5, 2007
Check it out: a short story of mine (an old one, a couple of you may actually remember it from its brief appearance on the Diaryland blog) is in the current issue of Thug Lit. The same issue includes a story by the esteemed Matthew Baldwin, so clearly I’m in good company.
(No worries on the anonymity issue, for those who may be concerned.)
I am now the proud owner of a Thug Lit t-shirt, which features the brass-knuckle logo and the line: WRITING ABOUT WRONGS. I think it will be particularly fantastic when stretched over a 3rd trimester belly.
In other news, here is an exhaustively detailed list of what the workers did while we were conveniently out of the house for six full days:
• Delivered, but did not install, one (1) new front door
Aaaaand that’s it. Soon the cavernous, sawdust-choked space where our kitchen should be and the associated never-ending parade of microwaveable meals will prompt us to begin scratching for grubs in the backyard and foraging in the decrepit, bird-pecked vegetable garden. At the very least, I fear the onset of scurvy (unless Ding Dongs contain vitamin C?) and I blame our mouthbreathing project manager whose most recent work experience, according to a cell phone conversation I could not help but overhear as it was happening six feet from my head during breakfast, includes a five-year stint at GUITAR CENTER. Whither subcontractors, Guitar Guy Who Can’t Schedule Worth a Wet Fart? The gingival hemorrhaging, it is eminent!
Sep
4
September 4, 2007
I’m working on steadily filling this set with the contents from my camera, but here are a few images from the weekend:
It was a great time. Man, I’m glad to be home, though. Hey, did I miss anything?
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