Temporary superintelligence is just a side effect of the Megaseeds dissolving in your rectal cavity.

Hey y'all, it's been a while. 

Not much to report, except

...

well...

......

I GOT AN AGENT.

I started pitching my YA book to agents about a month ago, and one of them totally fell in love with it. So there is a tiny chance it could get picked up by a major publisher.

But

the agent wants a lot of revisions. They're mostly minor revisions, but it's a huge editorial project. It's going to take a while and right now it just makes me feel tired. None of this would have come about if Guitar Teacher hadn't harassed me until I finished writing the book. I'd had no intention of finishing it before that. Which makes me a little more tired. 

So I may be silent on here for a while until the final edit is done. Hope y'all are well.
<3 

Simple Cat is simple.

Ivy, when she hears the neighbours and complete strangers coming up the stairs:

Ivy, when she hears people she has known for the past 5+ years coming up the stairs:

 

Mich's New Music Discoveries, episode whatever

First, here is a picture of my cats. I can't get them to sit still long enough to get a photo of all of them together, so I made one.

In other news, 2 weeks ago, my friend C and I drove 9 hours to Ohio on Sunday to see a super duper totally fecking amazing band Monday (and then had to get up at the crack of dawn Tuesday so I could make it back home in time for band practice).

We had THE BEST time. There weren't a lot of people in the brewery where 20 Watt Tombstone was playing, so we actually got to hang out with the band.

The singer/guitarist came to sit at the bar with us during their "smoke break" and bought me and C a glass of bourbon. We were supposed to have breakfast with them, though I doubted that would actually happen since we had to get on the road by 9.00 AM and they were probably up drinking all night.

Tom never answered his phone Tuesday morning, so I presumed they had in fact partied all night. I got a text a few hours later. Apparently they HAD gotten up in time, but Tom never realized his phone was dead.

Very sad altogether, but just seeing them play and hanging out with them Monday night was totally worth the driving.


C and I dressed up in ridiculous dresses for Halloween at Big Sis#'2's house.

One of the parents of the many trick-or-treaters we saw just bought and re-opened Baird's Tavern in Warwick. It was originally opened in 1766, and the owner offered us a possible job dressing up in 18th century fashion and hanging out in the pub on weekends. Getting paid to play dress up would make me deliriously happy.


And now on to the music.

Black Spirit Crown



Naturally, because I adore their music so much, they have thus far only released 4 songs.


Holy Grove



Yet another band with so few songs they can barely call their album an album and not an EP. But I love them.


Truckfighters



These guys are from Sweden. Proof that I need to move to Scandinavia immediately because their music scene is apparently off the charts awesome.


We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions.
LET ME PREFACE THIS ONE by stating that I very much dislike Bruce Springsteen. However



This album was playing in one of the antique shops we visited while in Lake George a couple months ago. I made the guy at the register stop the CD player and tell me what was playing, because I loved it. At first I thought there MUST be a mistake, because no way I liked a song by Bruce Springsteen. But no, it was definitely Bruce.

The guy at the register seemed nervous when I said I wanted to buy the CD, as he is not the owner of the shop and wasn't sure the album was on sale. I convinced him it was fine and got the CD for $5.00.


Also this cover band from Spain because holy crap.




Have a good weekend, kiddos.

It's like the N word and the C word had a baby and it was raised by all the bad words for Jews.

As y'all know, I have something of a spending problem when it comes to period costumes.

HOWEVER, this year, four of the giant dresses will be getting a night out on Halloween, as myself, 2 friends, and Lil Bro#2* have decided to wear them to Big Sis#2's house to give candy to the millions** of trick-or-treaters she gets.

I really enjoyed dressing up as Elsa a couple years ago, so this year I decided to mix it up and dress up as Baroque Elsa, hence justifying*** my purchasing a new giant dress.

The new dress arrived last week, and I raced home after work to try it on.

This is the first one-piece period costume I have ever purchased. You'd think that would make it easier to put on. Think again, my friends.

I ran into serious trouble when I finally managed to get both arms into the sleeves.

At which point I realized I was stuck.

Why was I stuck, you may ask? Wellllllllll it's because of a problem I frequently have with clothing.

BUT I DID NOT GIVE UP

The dress is bigger than my apartment, so it's impossible to get a decent photo of it. This is the best I could get:

In other news....

I've been doing some decorating and now I'm going to show off.

I think I'm most proud of the mini curio cabinet.

That's on the wall right outside the bedroom.

And in that photo you can see my fantastic new table.

My owl collection has some new additions.

I've decorated the windows for autumn.

And here's a picture of my fridge just because.

*yes, really

**this may be an exaggeration

***not at all

****it was taking way too long to draw that

if this doesn't make you laugh I don't think we can be friends

Every time I watch this, I laugh until I cry.





I'm a little late to the Rick and Morty party, but I am now a slave.

Progress

Just a quickie about Eleven.

She is loving her new home. She's bffs with Harley and Ivy.

Here she is with Harley playing catch:

AND SHE IS SUPER CUDDY at food time.



And just so stinkin cute I CAN'T STAND IT

The weeks of hell were worth it. I love this cat.

book, birfday, blithering idiot

After several decades* of hard work, Book 4, The Drifting Tower is finally available on Amazon. Should be available on kindle within the next few days. 

Updated (and final) cover:

This is the last book in the series, so naturally I now have such an epic case of writers' block I doubt I will ever recover.

Despite Thursday's tummy trouble, I had a pretty good birthday weekend. Some nice dinners with the fam. I am also now officially [again] the smallest in the family, as Niecey G, who is 12, now stands at 5' 2" (a full inch taller than I am). 

M came to visit me at work on Friday, and brought me a birfday card from his mother. Inside was a joint. I had no intention of smoking it because me and smokey treats is generally a bad combination. 

However, we are all well aware at this point that Mich is a blithering fool who does not learn from past mistakes ever. For your entertainment, here is the conversation that took place on Friday night:

the cat-smiley-face emojies were unintentional

After having a cigarette outside in my American Indian handmade alpaca blanket cape, I forgot about being paranoid and M and I started complaining about a mutual friend in between some more hilarious inebriated texts. I won't post those because it's bad enough we were talking about her behind her back; I'm not going to make it worse by talking about her behind her back on the internet. 

So I learned my lesson and will not be doing that again.**

































*ok fine it wasn't really decades, but it felt like it

**I will most definitely be doing that again

one year closer to the grave

not close enough

cover reveal or something

So after like a million years, the 4th Elk and Owl book is about 99% done and will soon be published. Here's the potential cover:

Any of y'all out there reading good at writing back cover blurbs? I am notoriously awful at that and this book is giving me triple trouble. Anyone willing to assist will be compensated. 

I got 99 problems, all of them goblins

I've discovered a lot of new music lately on Spotify, so I thought I'd share of them.

THIS BAND is fanbloodytastic. Here's a fun little tune about playing Dungeons and Dragons:



Tyler Jakes, another new fav:



The Basement Saints. iTunes has them listed as a jam band, and I find that somewhat offensive because they are most certainly not. 




Coach 'n Commando. He's not exactly a new discovery, but I don't think I've mentioned him before and he most definitely deserves mentioning. 




Wardruna. Some very nice Viking music. 



One more--Black River Delta. I don't want to be crashing everyone's computers with too many videos on one page.



Enjoy! Buy their music from their websites if you like them.

I am apparently not a morning person.

[some sketches from today, while I was procrastinating]

I didn't sleep until 2.30 PM. ....at least not this weekend. I could sleep for days if I didn't force myself to get out of bed. 

Apparently it is Cat Appreciation Day

I promised a size comparison of Eleven and the Simple Cat:

In honor of cat appreciation day, here are some things the moggies have done over the last 24 hours:

- punched me in the arm to indicate she was done with her belly rub (Ivy - 1 point)

- then kicked me in the stomach to indicate she would like another belly rub (Ivy - 1 point)

- threw literally everything on the kitchen table, kitchen counter, and coffee table onto the floor (Eleven - 3 points)

(she does that every. single. day. - 21 points)

she's such a lil nug tho

- climbed the curtains (Eleven - 1 point)

- slapped Eleven in the face because I was petting Eleven (Ivy - 1 point)

(so cute, and yet such an asshole)

- stealing my seat every time I get up (Eleven - 1 point)

- vomited whilst in rapid motion, thus getting vomit on the floor of every room in the house (not sure, money is on Ivy - 10 points)

- brown stamped every surface of my home after getting diarrhea on her butt fur (Harleyquinn - 50 points)

- SO MUCH FUR. ALL OVER THE HOUSE (all of them? but especially Harleyquinn - 10 points each)

(but of course, if being perfect was a crime, Harley would be in much bigger trouble)

Current standings:

Poison Ivy - 23

Eleven - 36

Harleyquinn - 60

Verdict - none of them are well behaved. But I love them anyway.

You fiendish chain!!

Living where I do, I tend to run into the same people every morning when I get my coffee at Quick Check. There's this one lady who is obsessed with Tinker Bell. 

I know this because she has a giant Tinker Bell keychain, Tinker Bell on her phone case, a Tinker Bell sticker on the rear window of her car, and her seats in the car are totally decked out in Tinker Bell seat covers.

I can't friggin stand Tinker Bell. I don't have a legitimate reason, she just pisses me off. 

But this got me thinking, if I were to decorate every aspect of my person with a Disney character, who would it be?

No question, it would be Merlin. 

Possibly one of the most under appreciated Disney characters of all time

from the most under appreciated Disney film of all time. 

(The Sword in the Stone. You should watch it immediately.)


So what about the rest of you? If forced to choose a Disney character as the official mascot of all of your accessories, who would you pick?