Thursday, May 23, 2013
I'm off and running to New Orleans this week, hoping for lovely weather and fun people and Bourbon Street and... fleur di lis and just... all the wonderful happiness of the French Quarter.
In honor of my being able to attend the Saints and Sinners Writer's Festival, I've arranged for Three in the Dungeon to be FREE from AMAZON, May 23rd through May 26th.
So feel free to click HERE to grab it (check price before you one-click buy it, though - in case Amazon fucks up and it doesn't list for free, because this has been known to happen).
Also - HAHAT (Hop against Homophobia and Transphobia) continues, so if you haven't, check out my post from last Thursday, and visit the hop itself - where something like over 100 authors are speaking out about homophobia and transphobia in an effort to stop the hatred (and offering prizes at every stop).
Have a great week, a safe weekend, and yeah, sure, I'll have a drink for you.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
|click for HAHAT blog hop|
Good morning, Darlings, and welcome to Trans Modified Cadets... er... Tripps Modeling Calves (Tripps being pants, calves being legs, get it, get it? No? Aw shit, never mind). Okay, okay, right again, this is your regularly scheduled Thursday Morning Coffee broadcast.
Welcome. We love you here. Well, I love you. I don't even know who the "we" would be. Voices in my head, perhaps, or the "rest" of me.
International Day Against Homophobia and Transphobia is May 17th. (Which, should, by my best scientific calculation, be today). [Hee - go ahead, laugh at me, total date FAIL]
Thursday, May 9, 2013
This being the month of May, the month of the Saints and Sinners Literary Festival, and the fact that I get to go to one of my favorite places, New Orleans... I am going to offer Three in the Dungeon free on Amazon while I am away
Thursday, May 2, 2013
How much snow? According to some source or another, FIFTY-ONE fucking inches.
Yanno... it's not that it falls, and it's not that I have to drive in it, or wear my Sorels (mine are NOT this cute, for the record) for days on end - it's that you have to move the shit... off the car, off the porch, off the driveway... which is highly inconvenient. It's also that I kept getting my car stuck and needing to call in "boss's wife-pretty-please-with-sugar-on top" begging kind of favors, when I know the drivers (and the boss) are tired as hell and probably more sick of the white stuff than I am. (Why yes, I did notice that the driveway was FUCKED for the second time, and yes, I chose to attempt to drive into it anyway. I will be a stubborn creature of habit).
This is a stupid, stupid place to live. But... it is what it is.