Ray's House of Love (Volume II)

Progress-schmogress!

Although I had to resize the display to suit me, I like the larger display and the different font we've got here today. I can read it much more easily even when I reduce it to the same size as usual. I wonder how much I'd have to donate to make that aspect stick?

Maryn, willing to give everyone else headaches

And back to normalcy, or what passes for normal at AW.

Fairly busy weekend planned, with not much writing. A neophyte writer has expressed her eagerness for me to finish her first-ever critique, and because she's new I'm having to be really careful how I phrase things so she doesn't get discouraged.

I also have dreams of cleaning this dump a little. Hey, it could happen!'

We're going to the theatre tomorrow night to see the last play in the August Wilson cycle, which they've done over a ten-year period. It's been pretty interesting, but I'm saddened the audience has so few black faces for these performances which reflect the black experience in the US.

Maryn, who likes theatre

Way to murder a thread, huh? Morning, all.

Maryn, sipping the last of the coffee

Is it okay to gloat here? I scolded Jam3s A R!tch!e in that second-novel thread on the Novels board, and I got some rep-point support from people who wanted to thank me for saying what I said before the post was deleted. I think it'll stand, though, since two of the reppies were from mods.

So instead of fretting over whether I'd gotten myself into trouble, I'm feeling a bit smug instead.

Maryn, all smuggly-wuggly-woo

Thanks, Ben.

What's up today? Here we've got the first day of warmth. Well, that's an exaggeration. Not-coldth is more accurate. It's about 53F, which means I'm seeing people in shorts and T-shirts. Tomorrow, though, snow flurries.

I should be tidying up the garden, but the mess will still be there whenever I get around to it, right?

Maryn, pretty sure about that

When you were little, did you ever play Hot Lava and try to navigate your house without stepping on the floor? We sure did. As the youngest, I was sometimes sacrificed for the survival of the others, who would step on me until I melted.

Maryn, who seems to have survived, against all odds

Thank you, thank you.

Apparently a number of members and mods are not happy about the way that individual interacts with others here, especially new arrivals.

Maryn, bidding everyone good morning

We were also big fans of upside-down house, in which we imagined gravity reversed for ourselves but not for the contents of the house, so we walked around on the bare ceilings, stepped over the doorways and light fixtures, and had to watch not to hit our heads on the wing chairs.

Which is still fun, BTW.

Maryn, who lets her head loll off the bed on occasion