The Art of Winning

In the four years I’ve been writing this blog, I’ve probably written on this topic before. I don’t have the time this morning to slog back through four years of posts though so here I am all prepped to talk about winning an argument. Yesterday, Nikki (Motley) and I were talking about arguing with people on the net. I’ve been around the net long enough (18 years) to know there is an art to winning when people on the net are contentious. It’s simple really. You walk away. Now, for those of you who say walking away isn’t winning, I beg to differ. First, you have... 

date23 Jan

What Can I Say?

Honestly, what can I say about yesterday that hasn’t already been said? I can’t think of a thing. I wanted to do what I’d done ten years ago and tie a flag to my car’s antenna. Unfortunately, my Honda doesn’t HAVE an antenna. Ten years ago I was driving a 280ZX and I left the power antenna partially extended so we could attach a flag to it. I flew it proudly too. Somehow, I thought I’d see more cars with flags and other signs of patriotism. I saw very few.  And then I saw something weird. I took Nikki home and there’s a fire station just outside the gates... 

date12 Sep
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Bitten on the Ass

No, not me. Although, I was going to come here today and rant. Then I was asked a question and I decided the rant probably shouldn’t be aired in the way I had originally intended. I know, I’m being cryptic but I can fix that by telling you a story. I belong to a number of Yahoo groups. Authors who complain a lot tend to catch my eye. One author in particular who, in the past couple of years, has complained about eBook publishers and stated that self-publishing is the wave of the future, who has  complained about editors wanting to change her work, who has complained about various clauses... 

date28 Feb

Nosy

I’m surrounded by nosy people.  Some nosy people I don’t mind.  When my kid looks over my shoulder and says, “Whatcha doin?” I don’t mind.  When the neighbor in the building across from us has her mom over for a visit and the old lady sits in the window all day long staring into my house at Rott…I mind.  So if my immediate family wants to know what’s up, I find that sweet. When the neighbors, landlord, and other relatives poke their noses into things, I find that intrusive. Am I alone in this feeling of being intruded upon when relatives come over and... 

date31 Jan

Hairy Grannies

What’s the deal? Have you looked at the spam on your blog lately? Mine is filled with ads for photos of hairy grannies. That has to be the most bizarre thing I’ve ever heard. I mean, I know there is every kind of fetish imaginable out there and hundreds of thousands of websites that will indulge those fetishes despite how extreme they may be. But c’mon. Hairy grannies? Who gets off on looking at hairy grannies? And just exactly what IS a hairy granny? I’m starting to think maybe I just don’t want to know. It’s gotta be something bad. Like gross bad. Like pervert... 

date6 Dec

Where’s My Cold?

Apparently, the only cold I have is the one in my head. Yes, after three years without a single cold…I got one. It was rather inevitable since everyone in my office has had it, people rarely stay home, and if you ask them if they have a cold, they tell you they aren’t sick. It does kinda give it away that they are hacking and coughing and blowing their noses and can’t hear on the phone cause their ears are plugged, but nonetheless, I have had people tell me they aren’t sick and then proceed to start coughing and sneezing. What can you do? The worst part of my cold hasn’t... 

date15 Nov

Political Me

I don’t do politics. Anywhere. Those of you who know me, know this is true. I don’t like the arguments that come of talking politics nor the flame wars that come of posting a political discussion. I leave the politics to those who actually can handle the heated comments…people like Jester. Jester calls a spade a spade and is unapologetic about doing so. He can handle a political discussion on his blog, on his radio show, on Twitter, and face to face. I, on the other hand, prefer not to be embroiled in the glories of debate. Until today. See, I have questions. Questions about our... 

date13 Aug

Oy to the Vey

Who stole my weekend? Where did it go? I could swear it was coming and then my groceries got delivered, I had some ice cream, and BOOM! My weekend was gone! Who would be so cruel as to take my weekend? I hate it when time zooms by so quickly I wonder where the eff the days went. Thank God I’m not alone when it comes to this. Rott took out the stuff to build my new computer tower. It’s been sitting in the closet now for three weeks. He decided that in order to build my new tower, he needed to clean up the dining room area of the kitchen where typically there’s the 5-gallon bottles... 

date29 Mar

Pee in a Pickle Jar

I should probably tell you not to ask. But you know me. I have to tell! LOL I live in a condo. There are four condos in my building.  There are two connected garages for my building. Each condo gets ONE spot in the garages.  On each side of the garages is one parking space.  There are three people in the front condo, each with a car. There are two roomies in one condo, each with a car. There’s a couple at the bottom of my stairs and they each have a car. And… Rott and I each have a car. So let’s do the math.  Six available parking spaces. Nine cars. Someone is gonna be ass... 

date8 Mar

Insert Irony Here

Um, yeah. I don’t do the vote begging thing very well. “Vote for meeeeee!”  I’m the type of person who will tell everyone there is a voting opportunity, but leave it at that. I’ll post it here, post it to the Yahoo groups I belong to on the appointed promo days, and pretty much leave it at that. The voting thing eats at me because it’s just not logical. Let me backtrack for a second here and tell you what’s going on. Love Romances Cafe, a book review site, announced their nominees for the Best of 2009. Fire Season has been nominated for Best Shape Shifter... 

date15 Feb

Badmouth

When I don’t like something, I have reasons for it. If I tell you not to buy X brand of disinfectant wipes, I will tell you why you shouldn’t. There are a bunch of people out there who won’t -  and maybe can’t – tell you why they don’t like something. Of those people, there’s this sub group who have to make a big stinking deal about the thing they don’t like. All without offering reasons for their stance. To top it off, of that sub group, there’s another splinter group who are belligerent and obnoxious about the fact that some people DO like... 

date23 Nov

Himself Didn’t Work

Remember when people were retweeting Neil Gaiman’s call for people to help me find homes for the kittehs? Remember how so many people emailed and said they would take them? Do you know how many of those people actually did what they said they would do? None of them. Well, one person who said she would take one, ended up not being able to, but yanno… she found someone else who would. An author from Lyrical Press came and adopted the only female. So all of that frenzy was pretty much for naught and makes me wonder if those people just said those things thinking the great Neilhimself... 

date8 Aug