I just got an email from the editor of Deathlings. My story will be up sometime next week. I wasn't sure when it was slotted to be up, but apparently their web master is on an organic farm in Iowa--I hate it when that happens--so they are struggling with getting the issue up themselves. So, an announcement is forthcoming.
Meanwhile I am attempting another story, or three. Now there are fragments laying about my hard drive. This is harder than it should be.
My jeans are all in the laundry, so I'm reduced to wearing khakis to work. Which looks nicer I'll admit. After the deluge, New England is finally enjoying a sunny morning. For some reason, after every rain, there are a dozen or so frogs in my pool, when the season is in bloom. Which apparently it is. I pulled out a bunch--herd, gaggle, pack, pride?--this morning and restarted the pool filter. But since it hadn't been running in a couple days--rain always flips the power breaker--I poured liquid burn-out around the edges, which is basically a bleach that kills germs. Sitting here at work, I just realized that my previously flawless khakis have splattered bleach spots all over.
I'm such a farm boy. I swear. The day before I wore jeans with a hole in the rear, and a disgusting blotch on the knee where I knelt in a puddle of rust. Note to self: stop getting dressed in the dark, and throw those damn things away.
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Today is Jeans Day (if you pay $3 for whatever charity they're supporting this month), but it's too damn hot here to wear jeans.
Have you considered taking your clothes into the bathroom to get dressed (since I'm assuming you don't want to turn on the light to avoid bothering your wife)? That way you can spot those stains before you get to work.
Frogs? You have frogs? That is so cool! I love frogs!
A leap of frogs, perhaps?
I love frogs, too.
One lives by my fountain among the herbs.
Will you be sharing the stories here? I'd love to see another. If you want, I'll even start bugging you for it to motivate you. :)
As Kathleen says....or play with the pool BEFORE getting dressed.
We lose several squirrels in our pool each year. They try to fly from tree to tree and are not as sure-footed as one would think. Ick.
Looking so forward to the Deathlings issue! (what did you do with the bio?)
Kat - I'm always the last in my office to wear shorts. I just like my jeans, and it doesn't matter how hot it is.
Bernita - Nice; very creative. I like frogs, but they are massacred by the pool. I find them in the filter every day in the heat of summer, and it's kind of sad. But the kids look forward to caging the live ones.
Jason - Interesting. I'll keep that in mind. The inclusion of my current story and the scare it gave me about losing a publishing credit made me hesitant to post. But, once any of these stories has legs, perhaps I will post them after all. I'm at a point right now where I might cut and revamp entire sections. But I'm quite happy with my fragments, even though they might not make the final versions.
Flood - I find all sorts in my pool too. I wish I could find them before they give up the struggle just once.
Oh, the bio. I worked it out and sent it along. You'll see next week...
On the bright side you could harvest the frog's legs and have a bit of a feast.
Seriously though, I heard it tastes like chicken.
Okay, maybe I'm not so serious...
I hate having to look professional. I'm like you, always wearing pants with holes.
Very exciting about Deathlings. I can't wait to point my five readers in your directions.
Poor frogs...
Note to self: Use the preview comment feature even on short comments.
I'll point my five readers in your direction.
Tony - Nothing like my jeans.
Erica - I knews what you meant the first time!
Jeans--good.
Frogs--ew.
I'm sorry but I'm still laughing at Flood's statement - I just had this mental picture of you messing with the pool naked. LMAO
I used to housesit at a home in the country where there were frogs in the pool a lot - and ducks, and snakes, ...
Squirrels can't swim? I didn't know that. poor babies.
Scott. My dress is hit and miss. Finally over baby yuk stages, now it is just whether or not I want to look smart--or not. I am such a slob!!
Summer means I have to do the ironing!! argh!
Yuck, frogs! Well I do enjoy hearing them singing after a hard rain...but NOT in the backyard pool. I too have ruined many a good shirt by cleaning the toilet with bleach just before going out...I think I may have caught on (but maybe not) after I ruined a $60 NEW blouse...Arrgh! I guess I'm a farm girl...lol
You certainly have a lot going on since I stopped by...
Hope you are having a good weekend and enjoying the frogs. When I came in last night, one was on my front porch. I think they are trying to find a cool place in this sweltering heat.
I'm looking forward to seeing your story up in the big lights!
As long as I can put the clothes on without them falling straight off again I am happy.
I call it Eco-Smart casual.
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