Dreamer Easy

lolarious article about cat strollers. "'I originally bought them a leash and trained them at home with it but they kept lying down.'" "Asked if she was planning to have a child, Ms Marino said: "'As you can see, we need one.'"

You can tell the good Captain is offworld: Jack has been knocked off the top spot for babies' names.

Stop watching Doctor Who, you idiot! Now this is a very interesting blog post (some thoughtful comments, too). I read a lot of honest, intelligent criticisms online, but it's hard to understand why people keep watchin' and kvetchin' if they're getting nothing but disappointment. Or are they still enjoying some aspects but not talking about them? Or is it the social glue of shared disapproval? It's a puzzle.

Croakers is an essay from the Nation about Michael Jackson and William S. Burroughs.

And finally:



I have a short story in the latest Torchwood magazine! Bwee!

Draft Zero, 4400 words.

Horribly slow day. Only 300 words so far. Partly because I keep interrupting myself to try and solve my Windows XP problem where Google Desktop, Copernic, and Windows Desktop Search all fail to index the content of Word 2007 .docx files. Off to the library this afternoon, but not until I've got 500 words done.

ETA: OK, that's 800 words. Nap time.

ETA: At the end of the day, I've got 3400/4000. Should have Draft One tomorrow evening.

300 ww of F&J. Breaking now to deal with neglected paperwork!

ETA: And 500 for the day for 1350/4000.

And I wrote 400 words of what shall be known as Flotsam and Jetsam until I think up a funkier title. And we thrashed ourselves at the gym. And we made pizzas. A GOOD DAY.