My dog’s old. He gets himself into a ball, takes three shaky sniffs in, and lets out a smooth, even sigh that goes on for three seconds. I look over at him ending that pre-nap ritual with his three lip smacks, and I smile. We’ve been together for a long damn time. We never fight. Because he can’t form words and he’s not consumed with being right.
I can sit here for the ten minutes I have to write this note before going on to the next thing and he lies down nearby, gives me space to be. I look over at him and he picks his head up, like “What?” I say, “Oh nothing.” He puts his head back down, like “That’s cool.” And it is.
It’s cooler even than seeing something I wrote featured on a site not my own, cooler than playing God with WordPress snow or starting up the annual countdown to Christmas… Put that and all the other happening stuff together, though, and it becomes one big blessing, one fun ride that balances out the bad stuff.
So. Good stuff coming up:
12/15: Miss A’s countdown to 12/25 begins a day late and that ain’t all. This year it’s gonna be a twelve part story about a whacked out evil plot involving twelve super-non-heroes pitted against one superpower pushing peace. Something like that. I’ll be winging it as usual.
12/16 note: countdown ain’t happnin’. As planned, anyway… Bad Stuff scores two, gets fouled, aaaand makes the free throws for four, total! Would you listen to that crowd?!!!
12/15: An excerpt from a thing I wrote in October called The Salvation Skits is up on disenthralled, in Issue #3, and the whole of The Skits will be run on January 1, 2010. I got a sneak peek of Issue #3 yesterday morning and found the blow-away factor to be to the moon. Today, I’m just dazed from the trip. The writers Walter Conley is attracting are E=MC2. They give me a clear view of that place I want to get to.
12/17: The Essence of a Thing turns two. And that in turn means it’s time to take a look back at 2009, at where I’ve been, am now, and want to go, and to realign the Sites and Aims on my About page.
So. Alright, then. Mañana…hoy…lo que…