I am currently gorging myself on two-bite chocolate brownies from Private Selection. I thought it said Pirate Collection when I started and I didn’t realize how much of my interest was linked to that misperception because now I’m bored of them. Lord knows why my brain was okay with any kind of brownie from a Pirate Collection—except perhaps one soaked in rum—but dagnabit I was committed.
There are cheese curds also which I’m told are supposed to squeak but honestly I’m fine that they don’t. While I am a fan of red meat, I don’t generally look for food so rare it gives me any kind of impression that its begging for its life as I chew. I’m sure the squeak in question isn’t quite like that; but it amuses me to think so and I have no proof to the contrary on hand.
NaNoWriMo is looming ever nearer (November) which means breakneck, first-draft writing until my eyes bleed is imminent. Time to get in shape. I’ve been conditioning my fingers, brain, and keyboard for a few days now in the hopes that I’ll be fully prepared this year for the 1,667 words required each day to hit the 50,000 word mark in a mere 30 days. I made it last year after a rockin’ start, a woeful slump, and a desperate last ditch effort and I’m hoping to make a repeat with less drama and more useable content.
National Novel Writing Month is really only an event to writers. But it’s possible that it may interest others to know of its existence. As mentioned, the single, simple goal is to write 50,000 words between November 1st and November 30th. There are no real rules, it’s an honor system; though you do upload your word count at your leisure to make use of their handy dandy tracking system. Maybe that sounds easy and maybe you realize how ridiculous a work load that is for all but the most ambitious of full-time writers. And possibly for the most brilliant savants who pour prose from their pen like money from the wallet of an Apple enthusiast.
I’ve only participated in it once, but it is not easy. I promise you. Show up on November 25thish and ask me to edit a paper for you and see how far the shrapnel flies from my exploding brain. Maintaining a single story line for that long without any outlining or editing is painful, counter-intuitive, and at times heartbreaking.
Unless your entire month is devoted solely to the project, there just isn’t time to let your brain rest and recharge between sessions. And whether you write it all in one block or broken up throughout the day, you still find yourself spending every waking minute preparing yourself for the next time you face that keyboard. I lost an “H” key last year. Here you can see the peg fashioned from toothpicks that’s been faithfully serving the function and confusing people who borrow my computer ever since:
Hopefully no more bits or pieces will fall off the good Baron this year—Baron Catastrophe is my computer’s name—because I’ve got this blog and probably a real job to keep up with as well. There’s a difference between ruggedly weathered and downright rickety. Let’s not cross that line, little buddy. His battery kicked the bucket a while ago so he’s less of a mobile PC and more of a leashed-but-still-semi-mobile PC.
Which is better than poor Narnia back home, sitting there lifeless with her guts exposed to the harsh environment of my (supposedly) vacant room, mysteriously unable to wake from her videoless sleep. These problems and more—nearly all of them are authentically significant—can be put on the road to rectification if you will kindly go the travel site and do some ad clicking. Maybe even buy something. It’s a great time of year to take a vacation, lots of discounts.
And on to the chores. Today instead of music I’m posting comedy. Not people getting hit in the balls or an entire dialogue of fart noises funny, not all humor is quite as advanced as you get today, but still pretty good stuff. Now these first two are kind of awkward funny because they are audition tapes so there are few to no laughs from the audience. But it’s fun to see Dana Carvey—definitely not sophisticated either, but we can all get a chuckle out of big humor—when he was just starting out, trying to get a job at Saturday Night Live, and you get to see little glimpses of what would become absurdly famous material in the next decade:
Dana Carvey’s SNL Audition, Part 1 of 2
Dana Carvey’s SNL Audition, Part 2 of 2
These next five are most definitely not high class either. Kristen Wiig is hilarious, beautiful, and fearless when it comes to comedy. These sketches flatter nothing but her career and that possibly makes them even funnier. The tiny hands don’t hurt either. You can thank Ferret for introducing me to Dooneese:
The Lawrence Welk Show Celebrates Spring
The Lawrence Welk Show Celebrates Spring… more
The Lawrence Welk Show Celebrates Mother’s Day
The Lawrence Welk Show Celebrates Winter
The Lawrence Welk Show Says Good Night
If you don’t laugh at those… well nobody is perfect.
Since it’s Saturday the webcomic pickings are pretty slim. Least I Could Do was pretty funny today despite being mid-plotline so they get the nod. I’m sure the good folks at Blind Ferret were on the edge of their collective seat waiting for that one to come down.
Sleep well, world.