We’re probably going to go to Zarate’s. And you will like it.
EvylRobot, the TeenBot, and I had the pleasure of introducing Uncle Jay to their culinary delights while he was in the area being the harbinger of doom to our local boys in squeaky shoes.
The food was wonderful as always, but I dare say it paled in comparison to the company. Time spent with good food and great people is never wasted.
If you’ve been following along, you already know that our friend, Bonnie of Squeaky Wheel Seeks Grease, has been dealing with some monumental health issues on top of a very limited budget. You all chipped in and got her the exploratory surgery so now she’s at least got a plan of action.
Unfortunately, it seems the original quote for the cost didn’t include incidentals. You know, things like lab work and she’s getting hit with extra that’s over and above the original estimate and without warning. Because everyone knows biopsies are elective, right? I know my bank account couldn’t just absorb an unexpected $350 hit.
Needless to say, it’s got her feeling stressed and panicked, none of which helps with her recovery. I’ll leave the details to her to share what she’s comfortable sharing, but if you’ve got some wiggle room, please hit her tip jar. We’re all broke, I know. We’re feeling at my house, and I’m sure you are too.
As Erin pointed out, we figured we were going to need to organize something for the follow-up. Medical bills do have a tendency to multiply. I know Bonnie really doesn’t want to be hitting the well again, but here we are.
Peter, aka Bayou Renaissance Man, has finished his book! Click that link to pick it up from him, or click below.
More and more of our friends are becoming authors! So cool.
By this time on Thursday, I hope to be heading out in a rent-a-heap pointed south. I’ve been to conventions before, just not NRA. I’m assuming far less cosplay than at a comic book convention. Although, that might be interesting. But then again, you’d wind up with some tarted up, skin-tight, cleavage-flaunting Charlton Heston or Gunnie inspired get-up, and none of us needs that image in our heads*.
So, while I’m kidding myself with the idea that I’ll be able to stick to a plan and visit the booths on my list and ask them all super intelligent questions like, “Is pink the new black?” and “So what sets your new-fangled 1911 apart from their new-fangled 1911?”, I’d really like to know if there is anything of particular interest to my readers. I will make an honest effort to follow up on requests in between my manic raccoon Ooh! Shiny! Squee! flitting about. Who/what should I shoot? With my camera, of course.
And for those of you that have been there, which booths are absolutely don’t miss/must see? Also who will be handing out the best swag? I am on a mission. I even have comfortable shoes.
For those of you that will be there, please do find me. I’d love to meet you. I’ll be the one bouncing from booth to booth and talking way too fast.
*It will now haunt your dreams with the combination of absolutely wrong and yet strangely hot. You’re welcome.
I already wrote about that. I just did it over there.
Mom! Look at me. I’m so cute. Pet me.
Fine. Pay attention to the glowy thing.
We’ll just get in a pile over here
Help!
My precious.
Yes, they really are that ‘helpful.’ And apparently, I am not alone.
Cat paws in a fifteenth-century manuscript (photo taken at the Dubrovnik archives by @EmirOFilipovic)
Cats have been ‘helping’ with content creation for centuries. And mice have never eaten my blog. Coincidence?
It was inevitable that they would take over the internet. It is their destiny.
Gasp! Horror! Someone on the internet un-circled me! Truly, it must be the end of the world complete rending of clothing and gnashing of teeth!
Or maybe I just can’t string random, bitchy trolls along very well. I should be honest here and admit that I started it. You see, in my enjoyment of a lovely spring day, I posted the following picture.
With the caption: Spring! Time for yellow snakeskin stilettos and an orange skirt
Dastardly, I know. And yes, if you are following me on the book of face, you saw the same photo and caption there with hilarious commentary thanks to Bonnie (fully funded FTW).
But such fun was not to be as I offended someone’s lack of fashion sense.
Que the butt hurt! Funny enough, I went to check this person’s profile to figure out who on earth she was and her tagline reads “NO BULLIES ALLOWED!!!”
Ha! Because telling someone their outfit belongs on a kid’s cartoon or in a rainbow is how perfectly reasonable people behave in society. If you can’t say anything nice, then make sure you say it on the internet.
Also from her profile
I like to debate so it’s welcome on my profile, just.. Let’s try to keep it civil. No name-calling or insults. Stick to the subject please.*NOTE: I’m SERIOUS on this. NO PERSONAL ATTACKS or you WILL be blocked and if it’s serious, REPORTED!*As I stated above, I am completely honest and unafraid to show my thoughts and feelings. If you can’t take the truth then you probably shouldn’t start a discussion with me or ask my opinion on something. :)
Pro-Gun Attorney Andrew Branca emailed me a while back asking me to check out his blog, The Law of Self Defense. I am very glad that I did. Andrew does very interesting analysis of court cases related to self defense and puts the legalese into layman’s terms.
He points out that in a self defense encounter, there are two fights we must win. Obviously, we can’t lose the immediate fight with the attacker, but one we’ve made it past that hurdle, we’ve still got a legal fight to win. What he provides is not legal advice, only your attorney can do that, but information that can be valuable before, during, and after a defensive encounter. These are real life cases, and I encourage you to check it out.
Andrew did nothing other than ask for me to check out his blog and consider trading links. I have not been compensated for my endorsement in any way.