Monday, April 27, 2015

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDP0XQch564




Yeeeeeeeee haaaaaawwww

Tee hee it's mee.

Hellllllloooooo


Well after much slacking and some not slacking type work, here I am to write a bit. 


And guess what about??


UFOs.


Oh my


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Saturday, August 2, 2014

Oh please, being a woman is NOT the reason to hire a woman.

Ah no. The idea about sexual equality isn't hire her because she's a her,

Sexual equality is about hire the person because they're the best for the job.



Personally, I think that, when Craig Ferguson leaves, CBS should drop the LLS and clean up this time slot with a Shamwow infomercial. 

Or maybe replays of NCIS/BigBangTheory.

Or maybe start the over night  CBS news broadcast at 12:30CST

Syndication and infomercials have an audience and make more money and more sense than paying out money for an unknown. People watch  The over night news would tie in with Stephen Colbert's political satire. That would trend to CBS's efforts to take a political turn with the late night programming


Even if you are a big brained, VH1 chat host, it makes no sense to waste money in this time slot with what is a failing format. 

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Monday, July 28, 2014

Just back for

a visit

Lord I miss Newt

I have a weird request. As one Twitter stranger to another. Despite all the nonsense Tweets, I really am a writer. I just stopped writing for a bit. I've started writing again. Only one person here will encourage me to do this. I'm a fiction writer. I don't write mean spirited. It's not in me. The thing is. I used to have a writing buddy who was as different as night and day to me but who was the best inspiration I ever had. She's gone. 
If I periodically tweeted to you "I'm slacking"  Would you tweet back what my friend used to?   She'd tell me, "Go write." I realize that this is weird but I think that what I want to write now is really good. And as luck would have it, I have a place to send it  for publication  I messed up last time.
I don't want to do it again.
Regards,
WriterAnn

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  I knew someone who played guitar.
  I bought it for a 20. 
 I thought he'd do it all. But me?
 I'd not be worth a penny.. 
 I found him just the other day. 
Upon that world wide web. 
Figured he'd be a rich, rich man. 
Or maybe he'd be dead.
But there he was alive 
and well not in some exotic clime. 
 and there he was with out his hair
A victim of decline.
And here I am with stories. 
As rich as any vagabond. 
And there he is some Sansom 
with all his hair long gone.
Writer Ann  7-28-14
title
I Got His Guitar 

 I knew someone who played guitar.
 I bought it for a 20.
I thought he'd do it all. But me?
 I'd not be worth a penny..
I found him just the other day.

Upon that world wide web.
Figured he'd be a rich, rich man.
Or maybe he'd be dead.
But there he was alive
and well not in some exotic clime. 
and there he was with out his hair
A victim of decline.
And here I am with stories.
As rich as any vagabond.
And there he is some Sansom
with all his hair long gone.
Writer Ann  7-28-14
title
I Got His Guitar

But I got his guitar draft version

  I knew someone who played guitar. I bought it for a 20. I thought he'd do it all. Me? I'd not do any. I found him just the other day. Upon that world wide web. Figured he'd be dead from drugs or a rich, rich man with plenty. But there he was alive and well not in some exotic clime. There he was looking back. A victim of decline.
And here I am with stories. As rich as any vagabond. And there he is some Sansom with all his hair long gone.
Writer Ann  7-28-14
I Got His Guitar

But I got his guitar 1.0


 I knew someone who played guitar.
 I bought it for a 20.
I thought he'd do it all.
Me? I'd not do any.
I found him just the other day.
Upon that world wide web.
Figured he'd be a rich, rich man with plenty.
Or maybe he'd be dead.
But there he was alive
and well not in some exotic clime.
There he was looking back.
A victim of decline.
And here I am with stories.
As rich as any vagabond.
And there he is some Sansom
with all his hair long gone.
Writer Ann  7-28-14
title
I Got His Guitar

But I got his guitar




 I knew someone who played guitar.
I bought it for a 20.
 I thought he'd do it all. But me?
I'd end up not doin' any.

 I found him just the other day.
Upon that world wide web.
Figured he'd be dead from drugs
or a rich, rich man with plenty.
And me on the other side
The man who'd not had any
But there he was alive
and well not in some exotic clime.
There he was looking back.
A victim
Economic deeeecline.
And here I am with stories.
As rich as any vagabond.
And there he is some Sansom
with all his hair long gone.
Writer Ann  7-28-14

title
But I Got His Guitar

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Howdy

Howdy. Long time no write. I've been trying to write a blog in 144 characters or less.  If that wasn't difficult enough I'm having to write backwards. It's a lot like writing was on 12 dogs. Sometimes it even works like a "circular story" sometimes not. The thing I miss is the jumping back and forth in virtual time and creating that kind of "time travel" kind of thing.

Things are going okay here.

I didn't get every thing done but I got a lot done.

That's good.
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A million little reasons about fiction writers and what they write... Or how James Frey got published and then pilloried by Oprah...

I didn't notice until I read the comment section of her blog that people were doubting that this story was real.  Like many, I was caught up in the idea of a daughter's efforts to honor her father. When I did read about the photos, I went to look. Sure enough there were missing shadows, etc.  I was interested in her journey. I went to her blog to see what happened next not to prove the story was a lie. When I saw the comments and the photos, I came back here to join the conversation not to prove her wrong.
"...This certainly is a sweet story but it is the Internet. People do lie. How do they know that she is telling the truth?..."  is what I wanted to know.

I don't make it a habit of going after writers and their truth. Sometimes the most "truthful" story is wrapped in fiction.
That said.
I remember the "million little pieces" of a James, Frey's biography. Mr. Frey didn't exactly tell the truth because he wanted to get a book published. He fooled the publisher, the readers, and Oprah Winfrey in order to show the world he was a great writer. That some of those pieces were a lie? Didn't seem to matter.  Mr Frey's story reminds me that an author is trying to get the reader to "suspend disbelief"  with the reader's consent. You aren't trying to trick them.
It's hurtful to write something that's not true and then send it out into the world as fact. Like you, people care and they worry. If this is true, my heart goes out to the young lady and her family. If it isn't and people believe her and worry? That's just as hurtful as having to prove that the story did happen
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As writers, there is a responsibility to be truthful.
They must tell the reader.
 "This is fiction or fact or like most good stories, a little of both."
Kind regards and thank you for taking the time to comment. I'm not attacking you. I'm just wondering about the truth of a very interesting story.
Sincerely,
Writer Ann

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Wow were do I start

Friday/Saturday Already done list

The two days were like one long day with a nap. WB came in early Friday afternoon to help. At this point we have

cleaned kennels and feed dogs and chickens like most every other day.
moved extra kennel stuff and panels so that WB can bush hog
moved trees.  Yes moved trees. Big ones. These are the tree trunks that  hope to use. Nothing says fun like moving a tree trunk by yourself. There were at least 4 big ones that we moved UP hill. Now they are fine.

Cleaned out the rest of the limbs and vines on the east side of the woods. Still have limbs and vines to move in the area where the big tree trunks were.

Wrangled dogs

went back to clearing the west to east area from fence to Big Dog's kennel

got area ready to burn limbs. I'm pushing for the chipper shredder but for practical reasons we may have to burn the smaller limbs/vines.

ran errands and went to the grocery store

Doesn't  look like much but it took  all day to do it. I'd hoped to be finished but it looks like one more day of work (moving limbs)
Then it's off to work on the yard.

I'm going to celebrate when this is finished

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Thursday, April 3, 2014

Wednesday Already Done List\

Note: Wed. morning was a pain day. :(  Did the work. :) FU pain day.
Fed dogs
Put Big Dog out for run and poop. We were running late so he was in a hurry to get outside!
Made sure that he had food and water access
Washed clothes and dishes
Wed morning was spent doing research on INternet. 
Lunch
Fed, watered, and cleaned kennels
Wed afternoon Pup and I continued to lop limbs and prep for chipper.  Got to clear limbs in the front center area. That's pretty much done. Surveyed the front and West side not much left to do there. The only real work is to remove the remaining downed trees up by Big Dog's kennel.  I'm not worried about sorting the limbs on the east side of the east fence. That's April's work so I'm not behind on that.

Pup and I did pretty good. About an hour before dark, WB brought the chainsaw. Yay!!!  Didn't take long to cut up the remaining big trees and the limbs.  Moved the downed trees until it was too dark to see.

Ate supper then started sketching

Beginning of Thursday's already done list

Dressed
Fed the dogs
Sorted mail and bills
unloaded the dishwasher (dishes cleaned for kitchen spring cleaning)
Ate breakfast (tomato sandwich, apple sauce, tea)
Checked the tweets and emails.
Put dishes in dishwasher.

It's outside to work. These clear days have been a blessing! I'm giving the inside work a break. Really close to being truly caught up. Will be glad to start working on the house side of the fence. Need the break.

Oh, oh oh.  The honey bees are back!!!  Not as many as in the past but still they're here. Our blooming trees and shrubs are giving them quite a harvest of pollen. :)
The Mother's Day daisies are starting to bloom, Dog woods are here but not great. The cherry tree is awesome. I was worried that the rains would ruin the blooms but no. I'm going to need to take a photo today just in case there's bad weather.

Lots to do today.

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Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Already Done list. Tuesday

For an April Fool's day, it was lovely.

Got up, dressed, and ready for the day
breakfast
spent morning washing clothes and dishes in effort to Spring clean. Glad that I worked on kitchen. I still have things to do at the far but this is important to.
Washed and cleaned dishes and kitchen cabinet shelves.
sorted mail. Organized bills
Took shower
washed more clothes
talked to WB about finances.
Went out to walk dog and look at the progress.
Asked about bull dossier work and chipper
WB said that we were doing a great job
Went to get supper
Got groceries
Ate supper and watched a bit of tv
Watched news.
Going to get some sleep.

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