Monday, May 21st, 2007
I’m announcing contest winners over at The Novelty Girls today.
Come see if you won!
Archive for May, 2007
Sunday, May 20th, 2007
So yeah, this one was so not surprising. And I am soooo a worrier.
| Your Worry Factor is 60% |
 While you’re not a worrywart, you worry more than you should. Maybe you don’t have enough to keep your mind occupied at times… Or perhaps you’ve trapped yourself into some bad thinking patterns. Try to worry less and enjoy life more. There’s no point thinking about things you can’t change! |
Saturday, May 19th, 2007
Persnickety Hooch and I were stuck at a local conference for librarians the last few days and were more or less bored to tears. Here’s some photographic evidence of our journey through library land.
Me on day one during the keynote address by someone who talked about THE FUTURE OF LIBRARIES. By the end of the conference I’d made this phrase into a drinking game, because I heard it so often.
And I have no idea what my hair is doing in this picture. No. Idea.
PH and I on day two in the crack o’dawn morning. Note the bags under our eyes as we fake enthusiasm. We’re women, so faking it is something we have down pat.
Okay, I didn’t say we were convincing at faking it.
Me doing something crazy and cracking PH up. Hey, I hadda do something. By the end of the conference, I was ready to gouge my own eyeballs out just to ease the monotony.
Me trying to end it all by strangling myself with my conference name badge.
When that failed, PH was willing to lend a helping hand.
Friday, May 18th, 2007
Later today, two of my girls are releasing new books. These ladies are awwwwwesome. Buy their stuff. You know you wanna.
Heart & Soul by Yolanda Sfetsos
Jake Wills needs to focus on his latest case. He has to find the human stupid enough to try and capture a vampire’s attention via a newspaper ad before it’s too late… but can he stay focused on his job with the distraction Mary poses to his heart?
Buy this fun stuff here.
Crystal Clear by Ericka Scott
Psychic Sara Dawson has always been plagued with visions of death. Now her worst nightmare has come true — she’s foreseen her own death. However, sexy detective Parker Ling is determined to save Sara from her fate and win her heart. But can he outsmart a serial killer?
Thursday, May 17th, 2007
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1. He can fix small computers with a single bound. 2. He doesn’t mock me because I can’t fix them at all. Even with a whole lot of bounds. (And seeing a fat girl bound? Soooo not pretty.) 3. He sits for over an hour fixing the-computer-who-hates-me. 4. He laughs at my happy dance when the-computer-who-hates-me bows in submission before his techno-wonder-boy-ness. 5. He wears pink. In front of other guys. In my family, that’s a thing of intense mockery, so gotta give props to a dude who does it in public. 6. He has reeeeeeally weird taste in music. (But I’m a country girl, so I’m sure he might have a different take on that one) 7. He earned the nickname Electroshock fair and square. 8. He’s still willing to help me if my leetle electronics issue pops up again. That’s dedicated niceness right there. 9. He and the Persnickety Hooch brought me a bottle of my favorite wine. (which is still chilling in my fridge because I don’t drink alone and no one’s been over to have it with me recently) 10. He brought me wine. That totally counts for two. Totally. 11. When people are drunk at a club…he WILL come get you and take you all out to breakfast at a weird diner that has a tranny waiter (waitress?) and weirdos get arrested in front of your car. 12.He says I can put him in a book. (Hey, some people aren’t cool with this so I always ask) Me: I’m going to write you into a book if that’s cool. Him: Really? What’s it about? Me: You’re in the military and you meet this chick and dirty things happen. Him: *lifts eyebrow* That’s pretty awesome. Me: So, it’s okay? Some people are afraid of what I might do with them….in fiction. Him: *snorts and leans back in chair* Nah. That’s cool with me. 13. When the Persnickety Hooch drags us out to fetish night at a local club, he’s my partner in crime for mocking the weird(est) ones.
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Wednesday, May 16th, 2007
Today’s Hump Day Hotties is dedicated to tomorrow’s season finale of Supernatural. A show with a plot, some bad acting, and some very pretty boys we’re going to share with you. Keep in mind, the Mad Madam M has lost most of her touch with reality and interchangeable refers to the cast and characters by their real names, characters names, and weird nicknames that she picks up God knows where. Here’s a cast list to help you keep it straight:
Dean Winchester (aka El Deano & Lil’ Stumpy) – Jensen Ackles (aka Mad Madam M’s future pool boy!)
Sam Winchester (aka Sammy & Ginormotron) – Jared Padalecki
John Winchester (aka Shut Up Daddy) – Jeffrey Dean Morgan
Metallicar – 1 of 5 ’67 Chevy Impala
(In case you didn’t know…these are the Winchester brothers! Just a little hint!!)
Mad Madam M: *squee* Season 3, people!!! Season 3!!!! We have a SEASON 3!!!!! *squee*
Crystal: Yay! If we’d have had to come up with another mutual show to watch, it could have gone badly. I mean, we don’t watch the same TV. We just don’t.
(Towels…are they really necessary?)
Mad Madam M: Yes, I watch the show for the plots. Why do you ask?
Crystal: Yes, the depth of characterization in this show is…intense.
(Jensen Pool-side & preparing for his second career!)
Mad Madam M: This settles it…we definitely need a pool so Jensen can lounge next to it. Although, he will be wearing far less clothing!!
Crystal: Well, you are my one-woman entourage. When I get rich and famous, I think you should have a pretty pool boy. And why not him? I mean, he looks like he’d enjoy the life of pool boy.
(The Winchester Lean™)
Mad Madam M: *pets computer monitor* Now that is a queue I wouldn’t mind waiting in for any length of time…perhaps even eternity!!! Even if Ginormotron has to slouch a bit…
Crystal: They are just so preeeeettty. I’ll take one of each.
(Dean & Metallicar: A match made in heaven!)
Mad Madam M: I’m not sure which is sexier, El Deano or Metallicar. However, together they make one beautiful sight. I’m surprised that evil still exists when everyone could just stare at that all day. I know I do…
Crystal: I love Metallicar and the random displays of car porn during the show when they have nothing better to do.
(An artistic black & white image of Jensen – hey they all can’t be amusing!)
Mad Madam M: *gets lost in his eyes* Please excuse me for a moment… *gets re-lost in his eyes*
Crystal: Umm…Should I give you a moment?
(Wannabe Punkish Jared – but hey I still love you!)
Mad Madam M: Yes I know this pic is cheesy, but I love it anyway! What are you going to do about it? He’s still pretty!
Crystal: Amazingly enough, this pic mkes him look even more ginormous.
(Dean & Books…need I say more?)
Mad Madam M: Remeber how a couple months back I wrote that the pic of Adam Brody holding videos was the hottest thing I had ever seen…well this narrowly beats it out. Dean lounging in front of old books…excuse me I must go day dream for a while!
Crystal: You can almost imagine he’s smart here. That’s hawt.
(Jared with short hair that doesn’t at all resemble Cousin It! Miracles do happen!)
Mad Madam M: While I am concerned at the position of the tree branches (it seems even inanimate object want to feel up his torso!) I can’t seem to turn away. And I’m not even a SammyGirl?!?!?
Crystal: Dude, to be that pervy tree on his shirt…it’s stroking his nipples, I swear.
(Jensen in the Junkyard)
Mad Madam M: Could someone point me in the direction of the nearest junkyard? I think I might find something I want there…
Crystal: I know you’re not big on mechanics and such, but let me tell you this is dramatized for public consumption…real junk yard workers do NOT look like this.
(A Winchester Family Portrait…an appropriately bloody one!)
Mad Madam M: Is it sad that even bloody and beat up, I still find these 3 men sexy? On a side note, I would like to point out that apparently Sammy inherited his hair issues from Shut Up Daddy. There goes the theory that his father was actually the Ceiling Demon!
Crystal: Yum.
(Bed head Sammy…a sight everyone should wake up to!)
Mad Madam M: *guh* I can’t add to that… *wipes drool off chin*
Crystal: Dude, that rat bastard is cheating on me! He looks pretty doing it, but still!
(Jensen on a Vespa! Magnifico!!)
Mad Madam M: So remember how last week I wanted to be a chair…I have changed my mind. I think I want to be a vespa…a red one!
Crystal: I will refrain from making a comment about how a vespa gets mounted.
Tuesday, May 15th, 2007
So, we’re creating online library tutorials at work right now. Not that you really care, but in case you have a sudden, mad desire to increase your research skills in a university library, this is something similar to what I’m talking about: here.
I’ve made tutorials before. But there were instructions on how to do ONE kind of slide that totally escaped me yesterday. I read the instructions. Clueless. Closed the office door so I could mutter about it under my breath. Worked on something else. Read the instructions again. Still, drawing a blank. Cussing ensued. Worked on another something else. Re-re-read the instructions. Nada. Zilch. Color me stooopid.
Thank God the office door is closed because random profanity starts popping from my mouth. If anyone could have heard me, they would have thought I had Tourettes Syndrome. Work some, read instructions, cuss, re-read instructions, cuss, think about instructions, cuss. At random. I did FINALLY have a mental break through at the end of the day, so it’s all good today, but I feel really lame because it was simple once the light bulb kicked on, but anyone who had witnessed my crap through the day would have thought I was the bartender in Boondock Saints (see video below if you have no clue what I’m talking about–then rent the movie).
I say again–thank God for office doors.
WARNING: This contains bad language. Don’t watch it at work unless your office door is closed.
Monday, May 14th, 2007
I’m over at The Novelty Girls today. I’m announcing winners from last week’s contest, and giving you an opportunity to win more stuff from the group. Go check it out!
Sunday, May 13th, 2007
This quiz was just so weird, I had to share it. At least this one had a nice results for me, even if it’s probably not true. Ah, well. These things happen.
Enjoy!
| You Are the Ego |
 You take a balanced approach to your life. You definitely aren’t afraid to act out on your desires – even crazy ones. But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does. You’ve been able to live a life of pleasure… without living a life of excess. |
Friday, May 11th, 2007
I have two books for your pimping pleasure today, both have released in the past few weeks and I have to say they rocked hardcore. You’ll love them.
Alien Overnight by Robin L. Rotham
Commander Kellen is on Earth recruiting women for his planet’s sex-starved males. Not particularly excited by human anatomy, he seeks nothing more for himself than the occasional slaking of his needs with some anonymous female — which shouldn’t be a problem, since she’ll have to face the other way to accommodate his special anatomical needs.
Dr. Monica Teague is thrilled with her ten-year assignment caring for Garathan’s sexual recruits. Her quirky looks and childish excuse for a body guarantee she’ll never be expected to put out — which is kind of a bummer, now that she’s up to her armpits in horny alien beefcake.
But, when an overdose of alien pheromones makes Monica drunk off her ass, Kellen quickly claims the odd little doctor before another Garathani realizes what she is. The overdose sparks a violent chain reaction in her, and when Monica finally wakes, she’s got the body of a porn star — and two sexy alien mates who are determined to tame her.
If only she were as determined not to let them…
Buy this luscious goodness here.
Second Chances by Karen Erickson
Abby McKay is ready to live again. In mourning for three years over her dead husband is long enough. She escapes to her sister-in-law’s cabin to reevaluate her life and come up with a new plan.
Eric Walsh is a workaholic slowly killing himself. On vacation per doctor’s orders, he heads up to his buddy’s cabin to relax. Once he finds Abby in the very bed he planned on sleeping in, relaxing is the last thing on his mind.
Their attraction is undeniable and when they meet again months later, they give into it again. With life-changing consequences…
Buy this baby right here.
