Happy Monday.
I'm on a personally productive streak today, so far: I got up fifteen minutes early and put in some time on the eliptical trainer (a pitifully short amount of time that felt like an eternity and was all my out-of-shape lungs and legs could handle) before work; and I spent most of my morning composing another writing exercise response. It's minimized on my Start bar for now. After lunch I'll pull it up and polish it off, then I'll post it here.
Family Circle (which my mom subscribes to and I flip through sometimes while I'm waiting for things to microwave when there's nothing more interesting to read lying around) is holding a fiction writing contest. I'm having trouble finding previous fiction samples from that mag but I'm guessing FC = mainstream. The deadline is in September. I would be crazy-stupid to consider entering a fiction contest while I'm still planning my wedding, especially one in a genre I don't normally write. And yet....
This weekend we finally watched Bubba Ho-tep. This should be required viewing if you're a Bruce Campbell fan. If not, then it's still worth it if only for the "barbecue accident." Hee!
Hmm. I'm listening to the "chill out" channel on Launchcast. Cibo Mato just came on and I'm having bittersweet Naughty Buffy Bronze flashbacks. Sexy dance!
And now I'm going to go eat, because I'm starving and it's that time. I made egg salad, to which I added turkey bacon. Because very few things on this earth can't be improved by adding bacon.
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My cousin lent me Bubba Ho-tep. It took me a while to watch it (sometimes Luke's recommendations are a little odd - 16 year-old boys are a little odd in general) but when I saw it, I loved it. I'm a huge Bruce Campbell fan anyway, and that was such a great vehicle for him.
He made an awesome Elvis. Ossie Davis was great in it, too, turning in a fantastic understated comedic performance. And the TV antennae rocketing into the sky is still making me giggle. Hee!
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