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Work may be best attempted on drugs
I’m thinking of changing my job title to professional Cat Herder and Tilter at Windmills. Don’t think the bosses will go for it though. Part of my job is corralling incredibly creative, free spirited technophobes and teaching them to use our company’s technology. On the up side, I am dealing with absolutely lovely people most of the time. On the down side, it’s a challenge, an impossible dream of sorts, in fact.

I gave Thursday’s training sessions completely loopy on migraine meds, a fact I confessed going in – honest, I’m not usually this spacey, I’m just a bit drugged, you see – and they were very sweet about it. In fact, as it turns out, I didn’t do that badly. And, hey, there is an unexpected benefit to running a training session a wee bit drugged out: I didn’t get twitchy afterwards, not that I intend to make this a regular thing. Ugh.

My medicinal situation did me no favors later when the Education team began loudly going over a new product they’re teaching in the salon end of our business – express facials. At my best, part of my humor will always be about 13 years old and any innuendo, no matter how juvenile is no end of hilarious. So, oh yes, by the time they got to the discussion of the salt scrub and making sure our students received specific instructions on proper application, I was on the verge of dying. Thank Bob for high cubicle walls.

Unclear on the concept of tease
I’m a bit of a connoisseur of TV and movie trailers, which is weird I realize, but I love the puzzle of how to tease a story to draw an audience in without mischaracterizing the story or giving too much away. Some do this exceptionally well, others quite terribly and, yes, sometimes the terrible ones are the most interesting.

BBCA’s trailer choices for Musketeers, however, are just on the bad end of strange. I’m in the odd position of having watched the series on DVD before watching for a second time on BBCA (Thank you, thank you, no end of thank you, for airing each episode uncut at least the one time.) and they give away entirely too much in the trailers. The trailer for Commodities, for example (last week’s episode, and I’m just quoting the trailer, so no additional spoilers here), shows Porthos growling, “He’s a slaver!” 9 seconds in and Aramis summing things up, “You were the Comte de la Fère, a son of the nobility?” 15 seconds in and there’s still 15 more seconds of trailer. I believe they are unclear on the concept of tease.

It all started with dime novels…
It was doubly funny for me when Tom Burke mentioned Lonesome Dove (the mini series) fondly in an interview. I’ve been thinking about another of my favorite McMurtry books all week, Anything for Billy. The imaginative version of Billy the Kid’s adventures is narrated by Ben Sippy, a wealthy ‘Back East’ dandy in search of the real ‘Wild West’. The impetus for this search is an addiction to dime novel westerns, which he read so voraciously that he tore through the publishing companies’ entire back catalogs and then swiftly outpaced their publishing schedule. When his favorite writers couldn’t possibly feed his habit quickly enough, he started to write his own…

My own relationship with fanfiction, much? Why, yes, as a matter of fact it is, though I tend to stop writing for a bit whenever someone posts something new. It’s usually more relaxing to just curl up and read someone else’s better written creation…but then what I read is inspiring and there isn’t any more for a while, and the whole cycle starts all over again… *grins* Oh well, there are far worse obsessions hobbies? Nah, I got it right the first time.
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Work is, in fact, a four letter word.
I am about to travel 450+ miles round trip in one day (again), through not-quite Steinbeck country, to spend four hours trying to solve computer program woes for the enthusiastic but clueless. On the one hand, if we can eliminate the user errors, this is actually a really cool project that I am mostly enjoying and the program will help some potential students with special needs. On the other hand, the more complications that arise from the cluelessness, the more I find myself muttering “Next time, Jack, write a goddamned memo!’ under my breath because, yeah, I’m travelling at my own suggestion.

Oh…and I am not an IT professional. I’m just a corporate writer with an ever expanding millinery collection and a knack for landing odd but interesting projects. At least they’re enthusiastic. It’s often easier to train people with less experience/natural ability but a good attitude than the other way around. More fun too.

Musketeers, Now That’s the Way to Make an Entrance
I am only two episodes in, but I am giddy definitions of smitten – very well done from the characters, to the dialogue, to the storylines, costumes, actors, everything. The Three Musketeers is one of those stories I loved so much as a kid that I’ve happily followed it through all of its many incarnations, well done and less so. For this reason, I am a bit amused at their idea of a stunning reveal. Are there really people who gasped in shock at the end of episode one? Yeah, probably. *shrugs* Still, so far I love how they’ve blended cannony bits with new adventures so much that I am hardly complaining. The writers got the feel of this right. They pretty much had me at the fork.

Angst-less Writing Stuff
I actually finished one of my WIPs and I posted it – both of which are kind of monumental for me, especially in the sense of occurring together. And, hey, it wasn’t greeted with crickets and no one politely asked me if I wouldn’t prefer to consider their fandom more of a spectator sport – you laugh, but these were actual thoughts in my brain before I hit post that first time. Yikes! But, I did it, truly lovely people gave me even lovelier comments, I pretty much bounced all over the house with silly amounts of happy over this fact, and it was a lot less difficult to hit the post button the next time.

Next time? Ah, yes. There were next times. Two of my initial three WIPs, including the ungodly long WIP of doom, remain WIPs. But, you see, in the middle of all of this, there were these bunnies. Other bunnies. Highly compelling bunnies. And they were so cute and fluffy. Oh, and did I mention that they lied? Yes, they said they were much shorter and faster than they really were, so I wrote them too. *shrugs* I think I'm starting to agree with Anya on the whole bunnies being evil thing. I'm just far less inclined than she to refuse to associate with them on account of it, twitchy little noses being kind of cute and all.

More Procrastination Fodder?
To Tumblr or not to Tumblr. That is my social media conundrum of late. Be practical and stick to the myriad of online distractions I already have at my fingertips, or play with the new shiny toy, too?

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