Heya . . .
So, like many others out there are doing, I do this other little writing gig for da money. Some do pay per post – and some do, like I do – we just ramble on.
Your mission . . . should you choose to accept it . . .
is to visit us and click on links – and so forth and so on. Just show the love, peoples, show the love.
btw – anyone else watch Hell’s Kitchen tonight? That chef is whacked!
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My dentist is Chinese and his license plate is all 8s. I asked him one time for the reason and he pretty much told me exactly what the above quoted website says.
He reiterated that today – I was at his office giving him and his staff a training from my agency that he had requested – he then told me that in China such a license plate would cost a million dollars. “Here, it’s (practically) free,” he laughed.
And, then I told him about my car – you might remember my posting a photo when my odometer turned 70000 (January 24, 2006). Well, as I was driving to his office to give the training, I just had to pull over because my odometer turned 88888. Yes, I took a picture:
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Pretty doggoned cool, huh?
btw – I LOVE my dentist. He is so much fun!
oh, by the way . . . Happy Father’s Day.
the Chins are at it again – hahahahahahahaha
be sure to watch the bloopers.
Well, I’ve been (lady)bugged about writing something about the conference Lessa and I attended.
The five days went by extremely quickly – and yet were very relaxing. There is something to be said for leaving your bed mussy each morning and returning each evening to find it made up and fresh towels in the bathroom.
Sadly, we never got to see the ghost of Heritage Hotel – and the desk clerk seemed non-plussed when I mentioned the story to her. She said “it just depends on who you talk to” and “Looks like you’ve been watching the travel channel.” Well, not for a long time, because now we only have BASIC basic cable and no longer receive the travel channel.
The conference itself: like any conference there were good speakers and not so great speakers. Maybe it is just me, or maybe the subjects just didn’t fit the conference. Actually there was only one real stinker – and Lessa and I BOTH attended that session. We quickly set up the laptops and began reading emails and such – working, I tell you, we were WORKING! Heh. Yeah.
We were trying to be polite by staying, but noticed that several did get up to leave. Ah, well.
Amy Tan was delightful – she was very personable and FUNNY! She was very involved in the conference, too. She attended the other author readings and even commented about one of the poems read at one during her final chat with us all. That was delightful to the poet, although she had not been there to hear the comment. Several of us mentioned it to her later that day – after Amy had already gone, though.
Lessa and I “bonded” – her terminology. 😉 That was fun – but a bit distressing to her, I think. I mean, I am not sure how I would have taken hearing my own mother say some of the things I found myself sharing with Lessa. Poor kid may be traumatized for life – hahahahaha. (yes, I really regret it – NOT!)
It is interesting to find that those pesky twenty years (and three weeks) age difference seem to be shortening up as we (both!) gain years. Very interesting.
I haven’t set up the pictures into flickr yet – but I do have some. They will come in time. (Gotta leave myself SOME room for future writing, right?)
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Attended a reading by Amy Tan tonight as part of the conference. She is fantastically funny. If you EVER have a chance to see her, do not hesitate. You will be glad that you did – really. In the meantime, go to her website and check out her Myths and Legends page. lol
Lessa and I have been going, going, going all day – workshops and speakers and then tonight’s reading. We are looking forward to sleeping in for a bit in the morning. The group from Kenai is meeting at 10 with someone who wants to collaborate with us on a project. Hmmmmmm
There will be more workshop sessions tomorrow – another fabulous lunch – and then readings tomorrow night by different faculty presenters from the conference. We have a choice of three venues to attend.
Before I leave you tonight, I want to share a pic I took just for Faith of Dyslexic Chicken fame. She has a Rubber Chicken Project going – sort of like the PurpleMoose on parade – where she takes her rubber chicken places and takes pictures to prove s/he’s been there.
My rubber chicken is much smaller, but having ever so much fun in Faiths honor – shown here at the Kachemak Bay Writers Conference, Homer, Alaska June 9, 2007 – being chewed upon by some really green teeth . . .
