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You’re Not You When

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  • Where the hell was I?
  • Looking at a blank black page.
  • Because I roll Dark Mode on all things.
  • Sure, it makes the Mumford song not work.
  • Mostly.
  • “A blank black page and a swelling rage …”
  • I do not have a swelling rage today.
  • So far.
  • And it’s late afternoon, so it might not happen at all.
  • …
  • I’m kidding, of course.
  • Can you imagine being angry all the time?
  • Oof.
  • Today’s a writer’s block day.
  • Had appointments until now.
  • Opened the Word doc and … nada.
  • 88 words.
  • That’s what I’ve gotten in 30 minutes.
  • Usually, I can write one of these in 30 minutes.
  • Not today.
  • This happens.
  • To anyone who writes.
  • I should be doing other writing anyway.
  • Like the other day, I found a burned wooden match.
  • Sharpened to a point.
  • My brain literally thought of fairies killing vampires.
  • Which I said out loud.
  • The Kid wrote it down in her notebook.
  • Would make for a killer short story.
  • (heh)
  • I may write it.
  • Though it has been difficult for me to write fiction that’s not the Book.
  • Like being unfaithful.
  • Cheating.
  • Weird, right?
  • A different kind of procrastination.
  • The women are watching “Ginny and Georgia.”
  • Like a dummy, I’m sitting in the room trying to write and not watch.
  • Upping the difficulty factor.
  • Challenge: Accepted!
  • Yesterday, we had this conversation about “Gilmore Girls.”
  • They told me I hadn’t watched it.
  • I was in the room while they watched.
  • Of course I had.
  • No, I don’t remember all of it, but they watched that show for what felt like months.
  • Stars Hollow.
  • Would live there, right?
  • So we’re another 30 minutes down the road.
  • I cannot have things with narrative playing while I’m trying to write.
  • It’s why I don’t listen to podcasts.
  • When would I do that?
  • I’d have to cut into music time on the commute.
  • And then there’s the audiobook vs. podcasts thing.
  • Rather listen to a book, pulled into a story, or someone interview another person, or people talk about a topic they’re interested in?
  • I like the idea of both.
  • I do.
  • Tick tock, though.
  • I’ve tried to do the audio book thing.
  • Success in that area depends on the reader.
  • Like, “The Lies of Locke Lamora.”
  • Bought the audiobook to listen to on a road trip.
  • I wanted the women to listen because that’s one of my favorite books.
  • Didn’t make it one chapter.
  • Could not stand the guy’s voice.
  • Tried listening to one of Stephen King’s books on one of the Mayo trips.
  • Narrator did a good job, but the story …
  • Different problem, right?
  • Podcasts … I’d probably be all-in on those, but again, I can’t write worth a damn if I’m paying attention to people talking.
  • I have watched a handful of Hot Ones.
  • Always makes me want wings.
  • Not that I need an excuse to want wings.
  • Especially not when I know how to make those in the air fryer.
  • So good.
  • Steph likes them but does not like act of pseudo-cannibalism you go through when you eat them.
  • I’d rather not eat them in public.
  • Okay, that’s false.
  • I don’t care.
  • Good wings are good wings, man.
  • And it’s the same messy experience you get eating ribs.
  • (Go to Oakhart and eat the ribs. OMG.)
  • Anyway.
  • Wings.
  • It is approaching dinner time.
  • Made fajitas on the griddle last night.
  • Thanks to Pryor, I can finally make decent fajitas.
  • I need to try his guac recipe.
  • But not tonight.
  • I may stay on theme and make Burriladas.
  • We used to order those at El Tap in Stillwater, which sat less than 200 yards from our front door.
  • Do you know what it’s like to stick a Mexican restaurant that close to people addicted to that food?
  • At least it was “cheap” and we exercised a lot.
  • Burriladas … chicken and onions inside flour tortillas and smothered in queso.
  • You can use a grocery store rotisserie chicken for them if you want to make them super easy.
  • The Queso is the magic ingredient.
  • Usually, I pick up a large queso from a restaurant when I do this.
  • Another thing I haven’t mastered yet.
  • Queso from a Mexican place is a level up from the Velveeta nonsense we all eat on Super Bowl Sunday.
  • Not the same ballpark.
  • “Not even the same fucking league.”
  • I’m not even making fun of Crock Pot cheese dip.
  • Who does that?
  • That may be my Xmas dinner theme this year.
  • Table full of chips and dips.
  • I do traditional at Thanksgiving, so when Xmas rolls around, I try to do something different.
  • Did a fantasy theme based on recipes from the D&D cookbook.
  • Did birria tacos one year.
  • Last year, we did a giant beef tenderloin, which was magical.
  • Always used to do chili on Xmas Eve.
  • Chicken chili.
  • Got burnt out on cooking that, even though refined my recipe over a decade.
  • Have done soups for parties.
  • The last time I did the beef stew from the D&D cookbook.
  • Messed up and did not get stew meat.
  • Bought stir fry beef instead.
  • I’ll never use anything else.
  • Did the Butternut Squash soup with it (which is magical).
  • Okay, now we know writing something when you’re hungry bears the same warnings as going to the grocery store when you’re hungry.
  • (We just slipped into a Snickers commercial.)
  • (Also what happens when you start typing when there’s a show on.)
  • Hope you have something great for dinner.
  • We’re probably having cereal.

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