It says the wind is currently 7 mph. That's a bunch of bunk. The wind has been beating at the window all night. It's amazing that the power hasn't gone out.
Cold and windy and dry... man, I hate winter.
In happier news, I finished a minor woodworking project. I made a case for my Forstner bits. It's crude, but it works.
I've cranked out over a thousand words so far tonight. That's the good news.
The bad news is that it's a new draft, so I'm not any closer to finishing book 5 of Wheel of Fire.
Sometimes, though, you have to write the words that are working for you at the moment rather than try to force the words that aren't working for you.
Anyway, I've been productive, so yay for me.
I'm pretty sure this is how the zombie apocalypse starts. Or is it the great plague that wipes us all out? Not sure.
Trailer crash monkey story, now with more sick lady
I mean, are we in Night of the Living Dead territory here, or is it more like Outbreak?
Freakin' monkeys, man. *smh*
The great, legendary, and irreplaceable Meat Loaf has passed away. He was 74.
https://www.facebook.com/MeatLoaf/posts/483327946483936
The best way to honor a fallen rock star is to keep his music alive, so let's listen to some tunes and remember him.
R.I.P., Meat Loaf. :(
This just happened a little while ago. :o
That's actual time-lapse satellite imagery of the eruption. Notice the pressure wave.
I don't how strong or destructive this eruption is, or the tsunami, but hopefully the Tongans will pull through with a minimum of casualties.
Looks like 2022 is trying to get off to a roaring start.
Just booked my first promo of the year.
It's weird. It feels like I'm starting anew after having taken a vacation to another planet or something. That's how surreal these past couple of years have been for me.
I also weighed myself today, and I'm heavy as I've ever been in my life. I've got to slim down. My weight is actually less--significantly less--than the American male average, but it's still too much for a man of my slim, long-legged frame. I intend to do something about this. Wish me luck.
So 2021 is thankfully gone, but not before taking Betty White away from us on the VERY LAST DAY of the year. And just days before her hundredth birthday, too. That's some real spite, folks. Oh, and there was a tornado warning around here later that same day. Just dandy. (I'm fine, though; thanks for asking.)
On the positive side, my new mouse has arrived from Amazon. The old one wasn't clicking very reliably, so it was time to get a new one. I think it was five years old. Anyway, it was a fine mouse until it got old and the contacts got imprecise, so I replaced it with the exact same model, a corded Amazon Basics version. Eight bucks and change, and now I'm clicking like a boss, at least for the next five years or so.
It was unseasonably warm the past several days, but now winter is returning. There's a bunch of wind right now, and there's some blue stuff (freezing rain?) heading this way on the Doppler radar. That's good, though, because warm winter temperatures are a good way to have a false spring, and then a late freeze kills all the flowers, and that just sucks. I like spring flowers, dadgummit.
I'm really hoping that my body cooperates with me this year. I'd love to get in better shape, and I'd love to have enough energy to actually do a good bit of writing. Its been nearly two years since I last published, and that's just not acceptable.
In the meantime, I hope you, dear reader, had a nice holiday season, and I hope you have a great 2022, assuming events beyond our control don't interfere like they have for the past two years.
Merry New Year! :D
