Hi!

I’ve gone SOUTH for the day.

Drop in and visit if you can. I’ve got a tiny bit of news.

Jorrie Spencer’s first Samhain release, HAVEN, is now on sale!!

She’s also guest-blogging at Milady’s site about a sense of place in your reading and writing.

Check it out!

I’m blogging at the Chicas’ site today.

Drop in and give us a holler!

Have you seen the latest version of “Tickle Me Elmo”?

If you haven’t, you MUST, you MUST, you MUST!!

Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t have kids, nor am I a ‘toy person’. But this Elmo’s been shown all over the news lately—and he is the cutest thing!!

As if he’s heard the funniest joke in the world, this Elmo slaps his knees, falls flat on his back with peals of contagious laughter, kicks his legs, rolls from side to side—then turns on his tummy, slaps the floor, etc.

It is ADORABLE!!

Unfortunately, some people don’t seem to appreciate Elmo’s good humor.

Tapes have been released on the internet. Yes, that’s right. Tapes showing in vivid detail, poor Elmo being tortured and abused!
I saw one of a bound, wide-eyed, helpless Elmo being set on fire.
Will the madness never stop??!

I’m waiting for the new, improved version as a response.
KICK-ASS ELMO.

Touch him the wrong way, just once, and he’ll stomp you right in the balls, or latch onto a nip with his wittle plastic teeth.

Isn’t innovation a wonderful thing?

I just happened to run across a new group blog!

It’s called SOUTHERN FRIED CHICAS. Isn’t that cute?
So far, it looks pretty durn good, and the members are lively and interesting—Amie Stuart, Denise McDonald, Michelle Miles, and some other chick I can’t think of…

Stop by and give them a hollar to celebrate their debut!
I might just see you there.

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And in other news…………………

Avast, ye blog-hopping swabs!
It’s TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!!
I’ll be raisin’ a cup o’ grog to all ye wenches and sons of biscuit eaters in honor o’ the sweet trade.
ARRRR!!!!!!

I confess.
I like doing it in a public place.

I usually don’t manage to swing it—in fact, I try to avoid it. Really I do.
But when the opportunity presents itself…

It did so this morning.
Honestly, all I intended to do was the shopping. Got there early, in fact, because I hate the crowds, the long lines. Early Sunday morning, in a nearly vacant store with long, empty rows where nobody will see.

I almost made it through without yielding. Only two more rows, just a couple more things to pick up, and I’d be hurrying back to the checkout line. I grab a tube of toothpaste. A box of aspirin. And damn, I need light bulbs, and they’re all the way at the end of the row…

Too late. Too late to avoid it now.
The temptation has reared it’s ugly head.
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