I had Plans. I was going to get a lot of sleep this weekend, and do some writing, and work on the storyboard, and maybe do some gardening, and do laundry…
Instead, Kathy’s computer died a terrible death Friday night. I have no clue what’s wrong with it; it hangs during the boot sequence and […]
Archive for November 8th, 2005
This is a totally self-indulgent piece of frivol because I feel the need to cheer myself up.
There’s a chill in the air that swirls in when he opens the car door and slides in beside her, laden with popcorn and hot dogs and precariously balanced cups. She’s always heard that autumn smells like burning […]