how about that? you wait long enough, and friday gets here, every single week, it seems like.
my day is done, not really a “work” day, but a few work activities, then some work-like activities were accomplished. i printed out my new column and took it around again.
it’s at Food Fantasies, Wienerdog, the Cardologist, and Recycled Records. Twice a month, from now on.
the only place that people seem to be crazy to pick them up are at Food Fantasies. Or maybe there’s one person who comes in there and takes them all, i don’t know, all i know is it was quite satisfying that people had taken every last one.
surely SOMEBODY SOMEWHERE can help me figure out how to get more exposure in the world.
while i was in the process of marching around downtown taking them around, i saw phil walking down the street, and was excited to give him one, since i talk about him in it. and then, at the Wienerdog, there was richard norton smith himself! i should have said, “hi, my name is grace smith, we’re probably related, aren’t we?” (because all smiths surely must be related somehow although my last name should actually rightfully be swenson, not smith at all, but there you are).
anyway, i just tried to smile in a very frienly way at him, and i introduced myself and gave him a flyer, which he folded up and i hope didn’t promptly throw away. he didn’t throw it away in front of me, which was something. i told him that i’m a friend of phil’s, which i’d assume would mean SOMETHING to the man, but on the other hand probably everbody in town is claiming to be a friend of phil’s. and besides, i hear that the media are swooping down on the library from points all over the globe, so he’s a very busy man, no time for a little levity in his day.
but on the other hand, he took time out for a (tasty, delicious and nutritious) Wienerdog, so why couldn’t he take a few minutes to read something funny?
i’m about to take a little nap. yesterday i napped for all of 10 minutes, but it did a lot of good.
i really don’t nap all the time, even though it might appear that way. mostly, i’m just hoping for a nap, or imagining that i’ll have time for a nap, or debating about napping, worrying that it might interfere with my already sketchy sleep patterns.
i DO have time to nap, though, certainly more time than most people.
the only problem with napping when it’s warm out is that i’m inside when i should be OUTSIDE ENJOYING THE WEATHER because even though it’s getting warm and the buds are appearing everywhere, it WILL be cold and wintry again eventually, there’s nothing I can do about it.
except spending lots of time next winter someplace warm, but i don’t know if that’s realistic at this time.
but never say never. never EVER say never.
maybe i sould get a hammock and string it up outside. would it be comfortable enough to sleep in? Aren’t there several comic strip characters who are always sleeping in hammocks? Mr. Wilson from Dennis the Menace, and Dagwood Bumstead, and a couple of others? I wonder why there are never any females lolling around in hammocks in the funnies.
my favorite comic, by the way, used to be “mutts,” because it was always amusing and the animals were so cute. But lately it just doesn’t seem so funny anymore, which is a darn shame. i read the funnies every single day, but i’m usually disappointed, but i won’t give up hope.
have i mentioned that i’m a moronic optimist? more and more every day.
i’d like to say more right now, but the nap is calling me.
ok then,
grace who doesn’t sleep ALL the time, and wouldn’t if i could because then i’d miss everything else.