new stuff!!!

alright everyone...

new plan for this fun and not at all scary site... nope, not scary... at all. especially when i saw the pilot of "revolution"... which, as an archer, is pretty incredible. seriously though, watch that, doctor who, and arrow (when it comes out... although doctor who generally has nothing to do with archers, time and space, definitely, and yet, shockingly, not as many archers as there should be, either way it is streaming on netflix, as is firefly and the follow up movie, serenity, and dollhouse, WATCH THEM!)

ok. so instead of single posts... "one offs", if you will,

i'm going in a different direction.

from now on, i'm doing a mini-series.

SO, first up: not sure yet. but the deal is, you have to check the site to see what happens next.

so, before you read anymore of this, do this:

SAVE THIS SITE TO YOUR BROWSER

i'll wait. 

y'all good? saved? a life of carefully contained chaos? 

you have it?

yes you.

no, not you doug or ellen, 

the rest of you,

saved it yet?

yeah?

you do?

i will wait all day if i have to.

ok. 

that should have been enough time. 

it's really a matter of dragging and dropping.

easy stuff. 

cool. 

alright. back to the point. (which is now on the left side... keep up!)

they will all be short trilogies.

the catch?

drum roll please? no? oh right. internet. you can't hear me...

fine. no drum roll. stupid interweb.

here we go: a different genre each time.

here's a "for example": the first trilogy might be horror, 

next one might be romance, 

followed by a thriller, 

romance,

action,

mystery,

and maybe something steampunk,

or who knows... 

(no, seriously, your guess is literally as good as mine. no, totally not kidding.)

maybe i'll do a fan fiction bit... like doctor who. an Egyptian goddess let loose on the orient express (which they alluded to, but never did!)

maybe i'll do a vampire story, zombie story, 

something of that nature since i'm writing my murder mystery right now. 

it's beginning to have an impact on my sanity, so bear with me, please. 

so

there you have it

a new reason to keep me in your browser and definitely check in. 

it'll be worth your while...

i promise :)

alright, since i used a smiley face while writing... that means it's time to hit the proverbial hay (which is a terrible bed, speaking hygiene alone... i mean, seriously...)

so, 

come on back. 

i never break a promise, unless i'm in the hospital or something
(those of you who know me, know what i mean...)

alright ladies and gents

tell your friends!

believe me, it'll be a fun ride. 

hopefully for both of us.

also

tell them to follow me,

it's silly, 

but it helps.

think of it as a trial run for my book 

also, all of this is in fact copywrited...steal it and i will send a team of armed monkeys to TAKE YOU DOWN!!! and monkeys mean business, who do you think came up with the term "monkey business"? clearly they are an entrepreneurial species.

in all seriousness, lawyers are real... and if you steal my stuff, i will send them after you.

but mostly, it's just not nice!

later all! 

pass on some happiness to the next person you see

it's just good karma, 

plus! you'll feel better afterwards

unless you're a sociopath, psychopath, or dead inside, 

in which case, 

please don't hit on me.

 

Dylan the wonder dog: the real story...

ok, so as you may remember, i did a blog about dylan, the super hero, how we took down bad guys (sorry underdog, i did, in reality love that cartoon, along with mighty mouse and scooby doo, still do, as a matter of fact...)

anyway, let me remind you of the "wonder dog"

so 
to recap: this is a wonder dog...
yeah...

well, i come running down the stairs after hearing this howling...

now, i've already lost a dog/best friend this past december, so i was on full alarm when i heard dylan wailing like he was near death.

i was two flights up when i heard the sound no animal owner/lover ever wants to hear... so despite my chronic pain, i ran and pretty much fell down all two flights to get to my baby 

.... to find him spinning in the desk chair in the kitchen. 

no, he was not stuck...

i'm going to go on as if i could speak to dylan... which would have actually been very helpful so i could explain to him exactly what i would like to have done to him after falling down two flights of stairs...

dylan: the evil chair of spinning doom won't let me go!

me: dylan, get off the chair.

dylan: can't. don't have my cape, therefore, i don't have my super powers. the evil chair of spinning doom won't let me go!

me: dylan, get off the chair... NOW!

dylan: i CAN'T!!! i'm stuck on the.... what part of this dire situation are you not getting?!?! EVIL CHAIR OF SPINNING DOOM! IT WON'T LET ME GO!!!! what the hell? why aren't you taking this seriously... THE CHAIR OF SPINNING DOOM HAS ME TRAPPED! THIS IS SERIOUS!

me: dylan, get off the chair, it isn't an evil chair of spinning doom, and you do not need your cape to get down... also, you ate most of your "super power" cape. seriously, get down.

dylan: the cape knows what it did...

me: fine, whatever, just get down.

dylan: i WOULD, but because i may or may not have eaten my cape (there is no evidence to prove that, by the way), I CAN'T GET DOWN!!!

me: right, because out of me, mom, dad, and you... the dog, the evidence doesn't point to you at all...

dylan: we're getting off track here... I AM TRAPPED IN A SPINNING CHAIR OF DOOM! HELP!!!!

me: oh for the love of... fine.

so yeah, i had to "save" wonder dog from a chair. 
when we can't walk him because of the rain, he tends to feel all cooped up, or if it's just a regular day, or the afternoon, he'll have these fits of running around like the cartoon tasmanian devil, only with more reckless abandon. 

the general routine is this: he'll run and jump from anywhere that can be used to sit... chair to bay window, to ottoman, to couch, only this time... he jumped into the desk chair in the kitchen, which spins... apparently that was too much for him, so you know, he freaked out and howled... making me think that he was dying. i suppose in his mind he was... but when i said i fell down two flights of chairs... i really wasn't exaggerating. i have the bruises to prove it. so after all that... i had to pick up dylan, who is no longer a cute and tiny puppy... he's still growing... which is frightening. 

so there it is... dylan the "wonder dog" : the real story. 

i'd worry about a defamation of character lawsuit.... but since dylan is a dog, i feel fairly confident i'm good to go. 

                           in conclusion: sometimes dylan is an asshole. 

also, a cool picture that my buddy, doug, made special for this site:

yup, pretty darn cool. for more awesome drawings, that are actually very cool and not just propaganda for this site, check him out at:

doug's awesome artwork

alright everyone, thanks for reading!

i've been working very hard on my murder mystery, a concept for a teen fiction story, and more children stories... hence my absence from my duties as a blogger. 

but i figured this was definitely worth a look