The Demonweasel Speaks

Okay, so NaNoWriMo, who know, I no know, y’know? I’m kinda sorta chugging along, and I should be happy this is the most I’ve written in a month, but then again, c’mon, this is the most I’ve written in a month? What gives? I’m going along, averaging around 1,000 words a day, but I hit a snag as I ran out of plot a couple of days ago and had to back off and regroup. Well, maybe it’s not so much ran out of plot, it was knowing where I wanted to go and knowing I needed a little more middle before I got there. I lost maybe two days to it, but I’m now getting back in it, having taken the time to do enough of an outline to leave me with some spontaneity, but not be like “So…what’s the next scene going to be?” There have been a couple of late nights that I had to turn in just for that reason, but still, I’ve been burning the candle at both ends since I started this, and that hasn’t helped anything either. I try to do more on the mornings I don’t have to go to work until 11 (Tuesdays and Thursdays), but I’m not so much a morning person (which is why I get up with Kenzie, so I have plenty of time to start my engines). And today I was out of coffee.

I was up late last night, watching that fucking Giants game. I mean, what the fuck? Can I watch them have a good game? Please? Kenzie enjoys tormenting me with “They’ll loose if you watch them” and shit like that. Bang, zoom! Ooooh, I love ‘er, though. I started watching after Heroes and Studio 60 last night, and then I got embroiled in watching the crazy racist Michael Richards [edit: the link won't work with wordpress for some reason, but cut and past this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-T7uKvpzVXI into your browser if you wanna watch it], and then staying up to watch his apology on Letterman. Wow, that’s just crazy. I mean, I had, and still have a field day with the Mel Gibson thing, and I now find myself wondering how something like this is different. I mean, at least Mel could say “I was drunk,” which we all know is a bullshit excuse, but then again Mike says “These guys were heckling and bugging me all night” and lord knows I know what it’s like to loose your temper, so it’s kinda sorta the same thing. But enraged or drunk, things like that just aren’t okay to say. On Letterman he looked completely shell-shocked and devastated about it, so I at least feel his remorse is genuine (where I find Mel’s completely full of shit, since there’s all kinds of other things, aside from the tirade that lend credible evidence to him being an anti-Semite). Having survived Antioch, I know what it’s like to have people call you a racist (because if you’re white, you’re racist, no argument. If you argue, you’re super-double-plus racist, and if you argue after that, well, your name goes on a list somewhere) and if you’re a liberal, I don’t think I’m a racist guy, being called a racist can drive you nuts, because where’s your proof? You can’t produce something, anything that’s going to make someone go “Oh, okay, he’s not racist.” Except, maybe, going I *am* racist and I’m sorry, but that just borders on Insane Troll Logic.

I just noticed that I had misspelled “cherry” in the title of the post, so I changed it, but it reminded me of the picture comment Kenzie saw on Zack Braff’s MySpace, where someone had written “Your in it right now, aren’t you?” which is just kind of embarrassing. Of course, halfway through editing Shadow of the Past I noticed I had a shipload of those “your, you’re” errors, which was just cringe worthy.

I finally got the links to work in a not crazy shithouse rat manner, even if I had to hard-link in Kenzie’s so she’s on top. Because that’s where she belongs, y’know? I also think I’ve made it slightly easier still to post comments, but god only knows. Sometimes I just want to set WordPress on fire, but then I remember that it’s still a really good program. Don’t get me started on the layout, though. Speaking of my lovergirl, I bought her a new MP3 player the other night as an early X-Mas present, and so now I’m fiddling with her old one and trying to get it to work for me. When we were at BestBuy we saw they had the iPod Nano, which is just stupidly small. I mean, if we bought that one of the cats would probably end up eating it or something.

So the new layout is up, although it’s not really my favorite as I can’t put the banner I spent ridiculous amounts of time on at the top. The other night I was up until half past midnight going through every single two-column layout listed on the wordpress site to find a layout that I liked. The ones that had the features that I wanted on the sidebar usually didn’t have an image I could edit or had goofy shit everywhere. The last layout I had up I had to beat into submission over the course of like three days or something I don’t really want to do that here. This layout is also annoying because I can’t just make changes to the code and refresh to see them, I have to replace it with another layout, reload, and see what happens. But it has comments. Not anybody uses them, but they have comments. I’m one step closer to my dream having this be an interactive community of awesome.

I took Allie trick or treating last night, which was a lot of fun. It’s been a long time since I was able to do that, so it made me feel all warm and gooshy inside. Here’s a Polaroid that someone took of us. CLICK TO ENBIGGEN!

Dawn emailed me and some others that it’s NaNoWriMo (national novel writing month, or NAMBLA). Hahahahahahahahahahahafuckshitass. Maybe I’ll give it a try this year.

I’m enjoying great pride at the fact that the Daily Show is filming in Columbus this week, great wrath that all the tickets were sold out and great amusement at the fact that thus far they’ve been right on the money when describing Ohio.

Late late late to work