Sep. 21st, 2006
Reeeeeeeevisions. Revisions. Wheeee, revisions. *slog slog sliiiiiidewheee slog slog snarl*
I hate chapter-eight-as-was. No, that's not true. I love it like the spoiled little darling it is. I just need to drop-kick it through chapter nine-as-was.
I have had too much soda and too much toast-and-cheese, and even the break mid-day to bike 2 miles into town and back has not unfurled my brain from its fetal position around the core of this story. Which is a good, solid core, and has many good solid fun thinga built around it, and all shall be well as soon as I'm done with this, and it's really only been a few weeks, even if it seems like so much more.
I have this mad desire to write something that has no magic at all in it. Maybe something trendy and literary and full of metaphor and.... nah. Probably not.
In other news, my dad has joined the 21st century and gotten himself a cell phone. Mainly, I think, because my mother keeps forgetting to answer hers. And she has yet to figure out how to pick up messages. This, from a woman who was the first of her generation to get e-mail, and then IM. Which she still isn't quite sure how to use but does anyway, go her.
And in newly-breaking news, it is reported that S.M. Stirling has hit #34 on the extended NYT List. Okay, so I'm no longer his editor for the series, so I can't exactly claim bragging rights, but I'm gonna claim bragging rights anyway, damn it. Go, Steve!
I hate chapter-eight-as-was. No, that's not true. I love it like the spoiled little darling it is. I just need to drop-kick it through chapter nine-as-was.
I have had too much soda and too much toast-and-cheese, and even the break mid-day to bike 2 miles into town and back has not unfurled my brain from its fetal position around the core of this story. Which is a good, solid core, and has many good solid fun thinga built around it, and all shall be well as soon as I'm done with this, and it's really only been a few weeks, even if it seems like so much more.
I have this mad desire to write something that has no magic at all in it. Maybe something trendy and literary and full of metaphor and.... nah. Probably not.
In other news, my dad has joined the 21st century and gotten himself a cell phone. Mainly, I think, because my mother keeps forgetting to answer hers. And she has yet to figure out how to pick up messages. This, from a woman who was the first of her generation to get e-mail, and then IM. Which she still isn't quite sure how to use but does anyway, go her.
And in newly-breaking news, it is reported that S.M. Stirling has hit #34 on the extended NYT List. Okay, so I'm no longer his editor for the series, so I can't exactly claim bragging rights, but I'm gonna claim bragging rights anyway, damn it. Go, Steve!
Smiling Bob goes down....
Sep. 21st, 2006 10:32 pmBy DAN SEWELL, AP Business Writer
CINCINNATI - The maker of dietary supplements that claim to improve everything from sexuality to memory defrauded thousands of customers and banks of at least $100 million, federal authorities say.
A federal indictment names Berkeley Premium Nutraceuticals, its owner and president, Steven Warshak, and five other individuals, including Warshak's mother, on charges that include conspiracy, money laundering, and mail, wire and bank fraud. They are accused by federal authorities of luring customers with free-trial offers and money-back guarantees, then billing their credit cards without authorization.
Warshak, who has 107 counts against him, denies the accusations and will continue to operate the company, his attorney said Thursday.
The company, which recently said it has 5 million customers worldwide, is known for its "Smiling Bob" ads that depict a man whose life gets better after he uses the company's Enzyte for "natural male enhancement."
( oh dear. )
and no, I did not post this just to use the header. Really. Much.
CINCINNATI - The maker of dietary supplements that claim to improve everything from sexuality to memory defrauded thousands of customers and banks of at least $100 million, federal authorities say.
A federal indictment names Berkeley Premium Nutraceuticals, its owner and president, Steven Warshak, and five other individuals, including Warshak's mother, on charges that include conspiracy, money laundering, and mail, wire and bank fraud. They are accused by federal authorities of luring customers with free-trial offers and money-back guarantees, then billing their credit cards without authorization.
Warshak, who has 107 counts against him, denies the accusations and will continue to operate the company, his attorney said Thursday.
The company, which recently said it has 5 million customers worldwide, is known for its "Smiling Bob" ads that depict a man whose life gets better after he uses the company's Enzyte for "natural male enhancement."
( oh dear. )
and no, I did not post this just to use the header. Really. Much.