A Scattered Update

Because it is time.

First a thank you to all of you who remembered my birthday. For the first time this year I felt like I wasn't stuck in the far, far away. I had a great lunch with Anarky (this has become tradition), and the Viderick whisked me off in a car (which will be a Cadillac in my memories) to see friends and to drink Real Beer (TM) in Springfield. I felt very happy and spoiled.
I also have two articles in Uptown magazine in the next issue. This pleases me as I haven't had anything in print for a while. It isn't good for much more than clips, but it makes me happy. I needed something to make me feel like a writer, rather than general dogsbody, again. (WUTA will get chocolate on Tuesday).
There will be a Jaguar show in Clayton next Saturday, from 10-4. I'll be running it. I don't know how many people will show up, but I am trying to build a street team, so if you're interested in earning $100 for being only slightly evil, call me. Incidentally, I believe this will be my last gig with them. I can't make this organization work. It's a waste of my time and their money.
The market will be running an extra four weeks, and I'll be on Fox 2 on the 12th of October to do some publicity. I'm not sure how much exposure Friday lunchtime talk get you, but we need something.
On a very sad note, Lillian died last night. I buried her under the Magnolia tree. Her and Bertie kept me company for many long hours when I first arrived here, and I'm very sad to see her go. As is Bertie. He's been calling for her all day.
I spent most of the day trying to get everything in order. I have had two more job offers that I want to consider, but while the Triangle is still going, I hardly have time to breathe. I need to re-organize my whole life, not just my calender and paperwork. What I really want to do is get back to writing. I have a few projects burning and no time or inclination when I am done with the day.
Ashes is Awesome. Ask someone.