I had post written and scheduled to go at one o’clock today. When I finally got back to the computer, I realized that it had not gone, and I can’t quite figure out what I did wrong. I had the same thing happen a couple of weeks ago, and then some smooth sailing. I’ll have to look into that.
Then–given a second thought about posting that piece–I decided to write a new piece, and re-schedule that one for later in the month. There are reasons. It’s potentially a little political, and more ambiguous than what I’d like to introduce to strangers on their very first run on my blog. And most of the new readers I get do come in at the beginning or end of the month. Which means that ambiguous, slightly political posts should probably be in the middle of the month.
I read stuff today. Apparently, there is enough alcohol in the world to get Hollywood seriously drunk. And they’ve been casting A Wrinkle in Time by throwing drunken darts at random head shots. Reese Witherspoon as Mrs Whatsit? Mindy Kaling as Mrs Which? What in the name of the unholy, bubbling hell-froth? Am I the only one who envisioned Mrs Which and Mrs. Whatsit as much, much, much older? Like Phyllis Diller’s much older sister older?
I’m willing to negotiate. You can make a movie of one of my books and put Mindy Kaling in that. We’ll work out the details later.