Friday, March 18, 2011

Rihanna, Stoves, Zombie Ants & Charlie Sheen. All in one neat little news package.

I put together a pretty convincing scientific/medical article regarding what is happening to Charlie Sheen at my big timey gig writing for Sprocket Ink.  I know, I can't believe his doctors have dropped the ball so hard, either. Thankfully, entomologist, David Hughes can help us explain.

I worked pretty hard on it and not to be vainglorious or anything,  but I think the Science Wizard Community is going to start sending me letters about what a fascinating mind I have and begging me to give interviews.   I should probably find a science article writing agent now.  You can read it here :



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In other News, 

I spent last night moping over my tax return being sucked into bills.  I had big ideas for that tax return you guys.  BIG ideas.   Well.. My biggest idea was to get a stove that doesn't cry and throw a tantrum every time I try to get it to do its job.  My stove suffers from bipolar disorder.  I try and be supportive, obviously Stove can't help it.  Sometimes it bakes things manically in no time at all, sometimes it is depressed just doesn't feel like giving 100%.  But it's deteriorating.

"I'm sorry I burned a hole in your ceramic top with that wok, Stove"
"What does it even MATTER?  I am hideous.  I'm never going outside again."
"Maybe we could like.. just put a nice doily over the hole or something.  Nobody will notice."
"The coffee maker keeps spitting grounds at it"
"There there, Stove, what if I told you that I got us some tickets to RHIANNNAAAAA"
"You don't like Rhianna"
"Well they are not for me, Stove.  They're for YOU"
"Fine, I'll make your stupid cookies"
"That's a good stovey"
"You'd better make good on those tickets"
"Uuum.... yeah, about that..."

The truth is, I'm running out of money to bribe it with, so I had a secret plan to send it off to the stove retirement facility and get a new one.  Boy am I glad I decided not to talk to my stove about that because the tax return/new stove money has been sucked into credit card land.  That would be awkward.  No amount of coaxing would have brought my stove out of its depression after THAT.

I hope it isn't reading this...

Stupid tax season.

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