A thank you note to Christopher Moore

Thank you for writing such funny stuff that I don't even read your books and think "Augh. I should've written that. That was funny as hell and THAT'S what I should be doing."

You, sir, are so damn consistently funny that I'm not even jealous. I can just relaz and enjoy it because there's just no way I could even fantasy-contemplate competing.

( Yeah, yeah, happy Thanksgiving and all that. I'm so carb-overloaded that I can't bear thinking about it. )

Pointedly NOT shopping today

I've come close to succumbing to peer pressure today. But I remained steadfast. NO CHRISTMAS SHOPPING. No sales, no coupons. F-it. It'll all be there next week. Not even on-line. Not even toiletries at Drugstore.com...

Although it's been hard -- I really, really need to go shopping. I'm out of key food groups, I have library books overdue, and dress at work is "business casual" and let's face it, I have a closet that's got t-shirts, Khaki's and chef's coats, a warm-weather and a cold-weather going-to-a-wedding outfit. Two suits (one of which is black so that funerals are covered). Business casual? Augh, so not me. Give me a suit, that's easy -- the jacket and skirt match and I rotate blouses and match pantyhose. Business casual....that's THINKING. And STYLE. And unless I can figure out a way to make Fetch come and live with me (hey, I got two greyhounds...and CIDER) I am way short on Fashion STYLE....she got it all when they separated us at birth.

So, I really need to go to Garanimals For Adult Women (aka, Chico's) and DSW for shoes...but was petrified that someone would think I was out Christmas shopping on Black Friday. I'm going to wait until Sunday, when I can't possibly be accused of falling for the marketing push. Although I might get Cafepress to print me up a t-shirt that says "I am NOT Christmas shopping. I just needed this thing really badly and this was the only day I had free."