Thursday, October 19, 2006
I suck at goofing off
I only got a smidgen of lolling about done yesterday, despite my good intentions. *sigh*
Then the clone scared me later in the day. While Mike and I were out running errands, she came home and started the oven pre-heating for dinner, before SHE had to zip back to town for a Friends of the Library meeting.
So I come in laden down with groceries and start putting them away and suddenly realize OMGWTFBBQ!!11! the OVEN is on! Did I bump it on sometime today and not notice?? Has it gone Bad and Evol and begun to plot burning the house down around us while we sleep?????
Then I found her note saying the WTFBBQ chicken wings were in the fridge waiting to be cooked, if I wanted to start them. So that was okay.
Today I caught up quite a bit of email and such, and also read some of my first birthday book, the Dick Francis. It is called "Under Orders", and so far (eight chapters) it looks like the rumor that his deceased wife Mary did most of the writing is wrong...unless she wrote all this years ago or something. Doesn't read like that, though. The voice seems right to me, and the plotting is classic DF. (I'm reading along as the story commences and saying, "Ok, YOU'RE dead and YOU'RE dead and YOU are probably in cahoots with the bad guy....")
What is weird is seeing the mention of Google and web sites in a Dick Francis story! What's next, a Wikipedia entry for Sid Halley? I have to admit I geekily checked out the one mentioned (part of the plot), www.make-a-wager.com. It's just a placeholder search and ad site, but I looked it up and if I am not mistaken one of the owners is named Felix, which is the name of his son and beta reader/researcher. One of those things that makes you go hmmm.
Another thing that hasn't changed is that the man cannot write a decent love scene to save his life. Although it has actually become sort of an endearing trait, and if he was suddenly writing genuinely hot scenes, THEN I would think someone was co-writing with him.
But PLEASE, Mr. Francis. You are 86. I would really like it if you didn't try to get all modern and with it and write about "nookie".
It's like hearing such things from one's grandpa. *squick-shudder*
Then the clone scared me later in the day. While Mike and I were out running errands, she came home and started the oven pre-heating for dinner, before SHE had to zip back to town for a Friends of the Library meeting.
So I come in laden down with groceries and start putting them away and suddenly realize OMGWTFBBQ!!11! the OVEN is on! Did I bump it on sometime today and not notice?? Has it gone Bad and Evol and begun to plot burning the house down around us while we sleep?????
Then I found her note saying the WTFBBQ chicken wings were in the fridge waiting to be cooked, if I wanted to start them. So that was okay.
Today I caught up quite a bit of email and such, and also read some of my first birthday book, the Dick Francis. It is called "Under Orders", and so far (eight chapters) it looks like the rumor that his deceased wife Mary did most of the writing is wrong...unless she wrote all this years ago or something. Doesn't read like that, though. The voice seems right to me, and the plotting is classic DF. (I'm reading along as the story commences and saying, "Ok, YOU'RE dead and YOU'RE dead and YOU are probably in cahoots with the bad guy....")
What is weird is seeing the mention of Google and web sites in a Dick Francis story! What's next, a Wikipedia entry for Sid Halley? I have to admit I geekily checked out the one mentioned (part of the plot), www.make-a-wager.com. It's just a placeholder search and ad site, but I looked it up and if I am not mistaken one of the owners is named Felix, which is the name of his son and beta reader/researcher. One of those things that makes you go hmmm.
Another thing that hasn't changed is that the man cannot write a decent love scene to save his life. Although it has actually become sort of an endearing trait, and if he was suddenly writing genuinely hot scenes, THEN I would think someone was co-writing with him.
But PLEASE, Mr. Francis. You are 86. I would really like it if you didn't try to get all modern and with it and write about "nookie".
It's like hearing such things from one's grandpa. *squick-shudder*
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