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My love has returned in full, thrilling force, so needless to say, my mind is - almost rather literally - scattered all over the Western Cape.

P.S. In the mean time: hey, Sea Monkey*? I'm not ignoring the meme of the decade, promise. I'm just waiting for my mind to become whole again. Okay, so that might be a futile exercise. I suppose my only excuse is that I'm merely procrastinating it. Along with everything else. Including writing YOU** a reply. (And yes, my laziness has just jumped to record levels. I mean, who else uses their blog as a kind of secondary device to send messages? And I'm not even talking cryptic or deep, symbolic messages. Alas, I'm still way too lazy for that!)

P.P.S. Ever since last Wednesday morning South African time - when the outcome of the US election was finally called - I've been incessantly humming the very first song I've ever written. Well, if we HAVE to get all technical about it, I shamelessly stole the melody from someone else. And we use the term 'written' a bit loosely when it comes to the lyrics too, because I didn't actually even come up with anything other than a title. Which also happens to conveniently double as the first line of the chorus. It goes thusly (and oh, yes, the glorious irony and politics behind the state used in the song which I based it on isn't lost on me! In fact, I see it as sweet, sweet revenge for the fact that the Ă¼ber conservative woman who almost became my monster-in-law lives there): Sweet Home of Obama!

You have to admit, it has an extremely nice ring to it! Except when I sing it. Loudly. And repeatedly. And off-key.

* and ** I have some kind of a cheek to assume that they'll even read this! Oh well, blame the returned love and the subsequently scattered mind.
Hello my beloved imaginary readers!

Would you believe that I actually have a thing or two to tell you for a change?

Okay, so maybe the 'or two' is a bit of a blatant exaggeration.

So, before I share the one morsel of news that I have, let's talk about what's going on in the world for a minute.

After all, that's why all three of you read here, isn't it? To be reminded again of news that has happened days, weeks or even months ago! That is the sort of timely journalism you have come to expect from me.

And speaking of months... let us proceed to conveniently segue into our first topic!

November sees many masochistic ambitious bloggers sign up for a variety of events. Events that cruelly demand of them compel and inspire them to write novels or blog every day for a month. The latter is known as NaBloPoMo (or National Blog Post Month) and I have (Edited: Errrm... turns out HAD) a friend participating. Since I am reluctant to break my head tradition of never in my life blogging daily for an entire month, and since the idea of me ever signing up for something as labour-intensive as NaNoWriMo - in which users are supposed to write 50 000 words towards those novels that they had always TALKED about writing - I've decided to create my own November tradition.

Friends, feel free to join me in participating in NaBloOncAWeOrAForNi(OrWheEv)Mo. The succinct acronym stands for National Blog Once a Week Or A Fortnight (Or Whenever) Month. (Kindly note that it is only the second acronym ever to contain parentheses.)

So, NaBloOncAWeOrAForNi(OrWheEv)Mo is rather self-explanatory. Participants are required to adopt my rather grueling schedule of not-blogging. And employ this diligent habit regularly.

In other, it-must've-been-a-slow-news-day news: Last Sunday morning, I was rudely awakened by my phone notifying me that I had received a text message. It was my sister in Jo'burg (who should've known far better than sending me text messages on a Sunday or ANY day before the crack of noon) informing me that my horrible name has appeared in a local English newspaper. "What, in the obituaries section?" I asked.

Turns out she wasn't fibbing. She brought the paper when she was down here this past weekend, and by George, there it was! My name. In tomorrow's fish wrapping! Forgive me for gushing, but this is a Big Deal, because my name has never even appeared in a phone book. There is even online proof to the fact of my name being in that paper. Wanna see it? WANNA SEE IT? (Hint: Say yes, and pretend to mean it!) Here it is, but don't blink, for you might miss it.

As if that isn't enough to make me feel even more popular than newly President-elect Barack Obama of the US (and I had actually written a blog post about that glorious occurrence. But since I had scribbled it after having stayed up all of Tuesday night watching it all unfold, slowly, on MSNBC, I thankfully refrained from pressing publish. And it's a good thing too, because - like many of those somewhat ill-advised things which one tends to do and which seems like a genius idea in the heat of the moment (drunk-dialing/e-mailing, anyone?) - I realised in retrospect that my post was a TAD on the deranged emotional side and that you, my three imaginary readers, are far better off NOT reading it. Ever. Oh, but at the time? I thought I was employing splendid literary and poetic prowess).

So where was I? Oh, yes... then something else happened that made me feel Very Important: I was tagged to do a Meme! By this lovely creature! And I promise her I WILL do it. Only, I'm not quite sure when. Will it be tomorrow? Or in a fortnight?

There is simply no telling when. (In fact, it might take me far longer than a decade to remember what I've not done this past decade!)

After all, being lazy is a full-time occupation!


















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is a South African girl living in South Africa. That doesn't sound very original, we know, but you might find it remotely interesting when you learn that she has only recently returned to South Africa for the first time after a nine year, one month and two week (non-stop!) stint in the United States where she accidentally became an outlawed alien (also known, especially in immigration circles, as an 'illegal immigrant.' We prefer the term 'outlawed alien' ourselves). During her reversed exile from her homeland, she kept herself occupied by winning this website (but only after shamelessly bribing the judges) and thus being unleashed on the web where she slowly, leisurely became the World's Laziest Blogger; by being a nanny and by attending sci-fi conventions in search of other aliens. In the US, she also made her sailing debut, her international acting debut, tried and failed to learn the piano, and never learned to cook. She is hopelessly addicted to coffee, dogs (especially Labrador Retrievers), how-to books (with a particular fondness for her copy of the Time/Life A - Z Medical Encyclopedia), and she tends to grossly overuse parentheses (we're not kidding) during her attempts at writing, which you may - if you really have masochistic tendencies - subject yourself to by reading the words to the right of this column. If you REALLY and truly STILL want to know more, you can read her C.V. here.
Or you can stalk her send her some love via e-mail at: redsaid[AT]gmail[DOT]com

The Wish List (Because yes, she really does need more how-to books. Honestly!)

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  • Redsaid Author Profile Page: Terra: YES! Wait... you didn't think that I would be this possessed to post for NO REASON, did ya???... [go]
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  • Marco Author Profile Page: I personally think it is a mindset that has been cultivated over the years, and one, if not stemmed,... [go]
  • Redsaid Author Profile Page: Ms. Crazy Cat Lady Pants!!! Squeeeee! Sooo good to see you! (I thought NO ONE was bothering to read ... [go]
  • Ms. Pants : Kitties don't get enough credit sometimes. (All times, if you ask me, but I'm a Crazy Cat Lady.)... [go]
  • Redsaid Author Profile Page: Hey Tamara! I know, right?? That is a tough act to follow indeed. I adored that dentist. He used to ... [go]
  • Tamara Tipton : Well, I am not sure how any dentist could live up to that standard! LOL! I hope your appointment was... [go]
  • Redsaid Author Profile Page: I'm really really glad that I'm not the only one, Po! Sometimes I drive myself mad with all the what... [go]
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