Well, dear readers, I must write these here notes in a hurry because I have been writing a book and the time got away from me and I got away from the time and the time and I have been playing tag ever since. But here I am, ready to write some notes and yet what shall I write about? Shall I write about the time I tied a yellow ribbon ‘round the old oak tree? That was a lot of fun until I found out it was neither an oak tree or old and the ribbon was, in fact, more orange than yellow. Shall I write about the time I tried to tiptoe through the two lips finding out the hard way that it is nigh unto impossible to insert an entire body into two lips, tippy-toe or otherwise. Should I write about the time I wore an itsy bitsy teeny-weeny yellow polka dot bikini and all the looks I got before I was arrested for lewd and lascivious behavior on a public thoroughfare? Or maybe, just maybe, I should write some damn notes. What do you think? I think I should write some damn notes. Let me put it to you this way: I did manage to watch two-thirds of a horrible movie called Cold Pursuit and during the watching I kept thinking I’d seen the damn Liam Neeson movie before but then all his movies of this type look and sound the same. Nothing came up on the haineshisway.com site, but it just seemed so familiar and so bad at the same time. I did find a reference from a year ago to a Liam Neeson movie I tried to watch but kept falling asleep and I bet it was Cold Pursuit.
Yesterday was a day in which I got ten needed hours of sleep, not arising until one o’clock, at which point I immediately tied a yellow ribbon ‘round the old oak tree for no reason whatsoever. Once up, I answered a lot of e-mails and then futzed and finessed for almost two hours. I ordered food, a pulled pork sandwich from Barbie-Q and forty minutes later when it hadn’t arrived I tracked it and tracking map said your meal was delivered, enjoy it. Say what? I looked outside and nothing had been delivered so I opened a chat on DoorDash and my chat person confirmed it had been delivered to the wrong address, so someone got a free meal. I made him credit me instantly but by that time I didn’t want a pulled pork sandwich so I ordered my spicy cashew chicken over rice from the Cheesecake Factory and that arrived in twenty minutes, which was good because I was starving. Prior to its arrival I wrote about two pages. Then I ate the food and it was, as always, very good. But boy have their prices gone up and it’s kind of obscene, actually. Several of the pasta dishes I like are now $24.98. I mean, we all know what pasta costs and it’s almost nothing. Then I wrote another couple of pages, tried to watch the movie, stopped, and then wrote another five pages, so I’m going to try and do five more for a total of fifteen. I’m in a little section that won’t be too hard to write since I know exactly what happens and I’ve done the research already.
Today, I’ll try to be up by eleven, I’ll futz and finesse, and then I’ll write new pages and if I manage to do fifteen that will probably put me within forty to fifty pages of finishing and the book would come out at approximately 300 manuscript pages. We shall see. I’ll probably call the mail place to see if anything is there, but mostly I’ll be writing and then at some point I can watch, listen, and relax.
Tomorrow will be more of the same and I’m hoping I’ll be seeing the first cut of episode eight – if not, that will happen on Saturday. Mostly I’ll be writing away and having whatever food tickles my fancy and I may be tying some additional yellow ribbons ‘round additional oak trees whilst wearing an Itsy Bitsy Teeny-Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini. The weekend will be all writing, and I’m thinking I might be finished by Monday or Tuesday, at which point I’ll send the new pages to Muse Margaret.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must for example, try to be up by eleven, futz and finesse and write new pages, call the mail place to see what’s what, write more new pages, and then watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What are your favorite novelty songs and songs like Tie a Yellow Ribbon ‘Round the Old Oak Tree? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, where I’ll dream of the day I wore my Itsy Bitsy Teeny-Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini.