This week I've managed to plow through 12K of new words on my WIP. It's like some kind of miracle. My mojo has returned.
Various things have caught my attention lately, and I am going to mention them today.
My youngest daughter asked me if my car was a girl or a boy. I said she is, of course, a girl. She then informed me my car is a lesbian because it hates when I let guys drive it.
People who own skunks swear they are smarter than cats and make better pets. So why do I pass half a dozen skunk carcasses in the forty mile trip to my parents' house, but not a single dead cat?
Why are they called refried beans and not reboiled beans?
Why is it the Trojan Horse when it was the Greeks who built it?
These are the sorts of questions that pop into my head as I write.
What I've been reading about lately is the horror in Japan. It breaks my heart to see so much destruction and loss, but at the same time... I'm me. I see images and most of them sadden me, but at the same time a couple catch my eye and ever so slightly amuse me.
No offense is meant in the following images, but I just had to share these two pictures that prove something unexpected: Japan has excellent building codes that keep the buildings from toppling and no doubt saved thousands of lives, but Japan also has magic earthquake paint that tells it where to crack.