Friends,
There's a white stag roaming around England. So, if I remember my Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe correctly, that means some kind of serious bacchanalia is going down somewhere, right? Because didn't the appearance of the white stag mean that the White Witch was thwarted and because the stag was running around, Bacchus was out there loading up the forest proles on spiked elderberries and moonshine? Or did the white stag have to get caught before the party began? If that's the truth...that's kind of a sneaky message to kids that they should never invite single white guys to a party unless they bring a date.
Anyway, because this white stag is a symbol for some kind of get together, and tonight is Writer's Bloc, I think I'm going to go for a change. I've felt like shit all day today, chronic headaches, couldn't focus (seems like I've written about that before...) but I'm feeling much better now. I'm even going to read something I think...probably will even participate in another reading as well.
I did read, and I read my little story quickly as I didn't intend to, but it went well enough (so did my audience participation in Roger's piece), and since I was complimented on what I read by Boots & Rick Robbins, I decided to spend 15 dollars on trying to get it published and win a Very Short Fiction Award in Glimmer Train. Hey, if you're gonna dream, make it big, so if you fail, at least the fall will look spectacular. I do have to say that the last winner of Glimmer Train's Very Short Fiction Award was Melanie Rae Thon, so if I were laying odds on the chance of me winning or getting published...I think they'd come out similar to the odds I have of winning the Kentucky Derby with a jockey strapped to my back. Oh well...
Oh, and Jenny Cropp needs a beer purchased for her. (Jenny wasn't there, but Luke Rolfes was, and he read a damn fine story about sheep...the man has a thing for wildlife)
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In other news, sometime yesterday, BOMM surpassed 4,000 visitors since installing site meter (and damn near 7,000 page views). This isn't really an accomplishment, especially once you factor in all the men shitting seekers who don't tend to linger, but what's interesting that ever since I posted the bit about the Norm Coleman e-mail, I have been getting several hits from Washington D.C. What that means, I don't know. Maybe I'm making friends with people in the government? If that's the case...howdy federal employees! How are you? Are you hiring? Would you like to hire me? As you can tell from my blog I'm everso eloquent and smart. So long as you aren't from the Hertiage Foundation, any Christian activist groups, any social conservative groups, or anything like that, I'm down for some gainful employ with your organization. I could do some mighty fine work for the department of education. I might could write some speeches (with our without the double modals used in this sentence...which shows I could regionalize up some speech about, say, education). Shit, I'd even work for the NEA if they need someone...or, you know, just giving me an NEA grant to blog smartly would be pretty okay by me too. Hell, I'd settle for a Guggenheim grant, or, dare I wish, a MacArthur Genius Grant? Could BOMM ever hope to reach such heights?
Viva el mustache
February 13, 2008
Bacchus Has Been Summoned
Responsible Party: Bryan at 7:26 PM
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