Yeah, I'm struggling for a title to my weekly Sunday post, so let's get right down to the business at hand, shall we?
And I promise not to go off on one of my legendary non-sequitors today.
Unless, of course, you want me to go off on one my legendary non-sequitors today.
But wait, if I do that, I can't promote what I got upcoming this week now can I? Nor can I properly promote the fact that yet another post is available for the select few who have access to Flashing Georgie's Shorts (and no, I'm not trying to be elitist here. If you want to read it, let me know in the comment section and I'll let you in).
I also won't be able to say that a new post is up at Shooting Suburbia either.
So I don't think that I'll go on one of my legendary non-sequitors today, and instead promote what I got upcoming this week. Or at least, try to anyways.
On Monday, I have a post about what kind of music I enjoy listening to in my old age nowadays (handwritten but not actually stuck on the blog yet).
On Wednesday, I'm toying with the idea of throwing up another piece of flash fiction, but I'll probably continue hoisting myself up by my own petard and call on Bob the Dinosaur to give me a turban wedgie as I write another post about my first horribly written self-pubbed book. Or, if anyone is interested, I can switch gears and write about my second self pubbed book, which isn't horribly written and actually makes sense. Or, I can write about something that is completely different yet related to the world of writing (It's Writing Wednesday after all).
As for Friday, I haven't gotten anything written yet, so if anyone wants to suggest something that they haven't seen here in a while, let me know and I'll do my best to write something about it.
In any event, please leave me either your thoughtful suggestions for Friday or your thoughtful choice for Wednesday in the comment section of this blog, because as you know, in spite of the old adage that the world does indeed revolve around me, I do enjoy talking about other things that don't directly involve me, but I'll be damned if I can come up with anything. Oh wait just thought of something.
FB status update posted late Saturday (10/23): Is your destination so important for you to get to that you have to honk your horn at me and attempt to drive around me, just so that you can cut through a funeral procession?