I just need one good thing to happen to me sometime today – that’s all I ask!

I just need one good thing to happen to me sometime today – that’s all I ask!
Oh yeah, and next Tuesday is scheduled to be the most awesomest day in August:
Only one more day…
…and my week of twelve hour work days will finally be over. The good news is that when I get paid in two weeks, I’ll have enough to buy the rest of my car from the bank. The bad news is that I haven’t gotten squat done all week because I’ve spent so much time at work – hopefully I can get mostly caught up this weekend without sleeping through the whole thing, but I make no promises! Tomorrow night I’m grilling out steaks after I get home from work, then it’s just me, a bottle of Corona, and my laptop as I pound out a couple new chapters that I’ve been contemplating for Leaving Miami…and maybe I’ll work on some of those deadlines, too…
Where has the summer gone? No, seriously – it’s freakin’ August already! It won’t be long before there’s snow and ice all over the ground and Santa Claus starts doing his thing once again…he does deliver to the beach, though, doesn’t he???
Random Notes:
Why are the only shows that I might actually want to watch on HBO Latino???
Somehow I managed to lose a book of checks.
Either that or they got ordered with a really bizarre starting number, but I’ve done the math and I just don’t see how that’s possible. It’s not like it’s a huge deal – there’s not a whole lot of money in there anyways, but it seems kind of stupid to have to buy another eight books of the things when I’m going to be changing banks and addresses in a few months anyways. It took me something like two years to go through the last batch that I ordered – why doesn’t anybody sell these things only a couple books at a time???
Another Tale of Two Summers...
“Who knew that lost luggage would be the very least of their problems?”
Are you a writer who’s looking to flex his or her creative skills this summer? How about one that could just really use a new project to help pass the time?! Either way, Just Laugh magazine has just the thing that can help cure your summertime blues in the form of our latest creative collaboration entitled, Another Tale of Two Summers… and frankly, if you answered ‘YES’ to either of the questions above, we happen to think that you just might be perfect for the job!
This story stems back to a project we did last year called A Tale of Two Summers… which followed the path of two unsuspecting young ladies who found themselves in a bit of a pickle when they discovered that their boss was involved with some shady business. Our tale this year picks up where the last ended and the girls are taking a well-deserved vacation to Bermuda, or at least they think they are…
We’re still looking for writers to help lead our heroines along on their journey, so please check out the details on our website if you’re interested! A submission form can also be found at this same address – just click on the ‘Help Wanted’ link on the left-hand side of the page:
http://www.justlaugh.com/waste/anothertale/
Applicants will be accepted pretty much until the story is completed, so it’s never too late to sign yourself up for a piece of the action! In the meantime, enjoy the show…
I have a blister on my little toe – a blister that is nearly larger than the whole toe itself. It doesn’t feel very good at all.
One word: AWESOME! I’ve so gotta get out to Vegas one of these days…
Las Vegas Groups Protest Naked ‘Bambi’ Hunts
LAS VEGAS (Reuters) – Outraged by a Las Vegas company that claims to offer men a chance to stalk and shoot naked women in the Nevada desert with paintball guns, women’s groups and government agencies were scrambling to find a way to shut down such “Bambi” hunts.
“As soon as I found out about this, I called for an investigation,” Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman said. “Las Vegas is a place where anything goes, but this crosses the line if this is real.”
Real Men Outdoor Productions Inc., insists it is doing nothing illegal and only providing another variety of adult entertainment in a city celebrated for sin.
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“I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory…”
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/text/bloodninja.php