Plotting and screaming
Oct. 18th, 2007 08:58 pmPublic service announcement: Bully the little stuffed blogging bull, whose ongoing attempt to catalogue the entire PG Wodehouse canon stands as as a source of inspiration to online-journal-keepers everywhere (primarily because being left in the dust by a fuzzy toy would be pretty damn embarrassing) has finally got round to one of the finest comic novels in the English language.
Be it known that we at Shoe Central are seriously considering putting failure to chortle within two seconds after clicking through that link on our personal shortlist of Reasons Not to Trust Anyone Who Doesn't. Or at least looking at them kind of funny.
Anyway. It's Day One of life after sinus infection, and yours truly is finally starting to sit up and take notice. Quips have been exchanged with friends; online fiction has been perused, the iPod has been refreshed with new audiobooks. The dancing-girl illusion has been stared at right up until I realised I was trying to coolly analyze why it kept coming out 'right-brained', which on account of I'm pretty slow on the Net-gag uptake took awhile. The creative juices are, beyond a doubt, well and truly stirring.
Be it known that we at Shoe Central are seriously considering putting failure to chortle within two seconds after clicking through that link on our personal shortlist of Reasons Not to Trust Anyone Who Doesn't. Or at least looking at them kind of funny.
Anyway. It's Day One of life after sinus infection, and yours truly is finally starting to sit up and take notice. Quips have been exchanged with friends; online fiction has been perused, the iPod has been refreshed with new audiobooks. The dancing-girl illusion has been stared at right up until I realised I was trying to coolly analyze why it kept coming out 'right-brained', which on account of I'm pretty slow on the Net-gag uptake took awhile. The creative juices are, beyond a doubt, well and truly stirring.
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