The dentist was out for my latest appointment. Was weird to have the hygienist be the one to be poking at my teeth and saying in disappointment, "Guess that's not a cavity."

Presumably the space-time continuum would come unravelled.

My husband and I watched all of these (on Netflix DVDs 🤣).
Brett was nearly inhumanly perfect in the role.

Thus giving The Onion and even more meta problem in making satire of the absurd.

There are few things more scifi than taking transit in a large city.
But not NYC. That was a perfect setting for reading The Necronomicon.
Now that we've gotten new BART cars, transit up here once again feels like the future.

Aren't you supposed to look at the images AI generates before you put them on your book cover? At least once?

Discovered today that the probably-extinct Roman delicacy silphium's common name is laserwort. Which is cool af.

As Kipling said, "Keepers of the judgment, suffer not the king!"

I took an excellent Thai cooking class, in the instructor's home.
She had us do the dishes. Was a good time.

They must figure they have a captive audience in authors who got banned from Amazon.

My husband has a (nearly worn-out) T-shirt that says, "When there's a solar power spill we call it a nice day."

It's the engineering necessary because of American drivers.
Parking covered in solar panels was a no brainer to me until I moved to the city, where bollards, street trees and stores are routinely bashed in because drivers regularly can't tell the difference between the accelerator and the brake.

This is what emboldens us authors to embark on series.
Thank you.

Reread Pride & Prejudice

Today is April 9, the very day in Pride & Prejudice that Darcy delivered his disastrous proposal.
Many, many of my stories diverge from canon on this date - so many delectable possibilities.
Summaries, ratings, etc. at my story index at kaurifish.net.
#prideandprejudice

The '05 Wickham looks like he kinda remembers what innocence was.
The '95 Wickham, you knew that dude had been run out of a den of ill repute by a woman he couldn't pay.

The '05 Wickham looks like he kinda remembers what innocence was.
The '95 Wickham, you knew that dude had been run out of a den of ill repute by a woman he couldn't pay.

But you bring such joy when you do.
Was on r/fanfiction yesterday and someone was complaining that published books weren't as good as fanfic.
Except "These Violent Nights."

POV: A dude who was a catch in his day

I started getting nauseous when I took them.

There's always the awkward part when you read what they have, then have to gently ask, "So what were you *trying* to say?"

I've been snorting cromolyn sodium and downing antihistamines like it's my job.
My sympathies.

I feel like I've seen that knife made on Forged in Fire. Specifically that they made a damascus billet, had it come apart in forging and re-started with a leaf spring and just barely finished in time.
We've been watching the secret early seasons that Netflix doesn't carry...

Tree and gantry!

It's a woman's privilege to have too many shoes.
For me, it's water shoes. I have more pairs of water shoes than all my other shoes combined.
It can be taken too far (think Imelda Marcos), but the manufacturing quality of womens shoes makes it a practical necessity.

I wish I could still do edibles. Perimenopause has taken much from me.

I understand that when dogs move that way, it's called stotting.
But with goats, it's probably just goating.

Huzzah for living on current solar income!

Had a pretty terrible shower thought that the Artemis going missing would be a pretty effective distraction from the war, Epstein files, etc.

"Of course I won't nag you about your ex, sis. That's mom's job."