I was kind of nicely surprised to see that my short story The Eleventh Commandment had made the "charts" at Gather yesterday. I also wrote a long response to the James Frey situation and how it played for me, someone who has for decades trying to make people aware of a supposedly non-fiction work being largely fiction. It's on Gather, too, you can search for James Frey and find it. It's called A Million Little Ironies.
Two priceless "out of the mouths of babes" moments for you to start your day:
As other NW-ers will attest, it has been a hideously rainy winter here. Gabe this morning attributed it to global warming, which of course set me off on a rant about the idiot Republicans and their refusal to "believe" in science. I told Gabe and Zach that it was going to be up to their generation to solve these problems and to take the Republicans to task for their short-sightedness. Zach, ever the entrepreneur, waited for a moment and then told me, "OK, but then I think you need to double our allowance."
Another priceless Zach moment from the other day:
Zach: Dad, what's a French kiss?
Dad: Well, it's when you put your tongue in the other person's mouth when you kiss.
(Slight moment while Zach mulls over this life-changing new piece of information).
Zach: Well, it's a good thing we don't live in France!
(Sorry, Francois).