I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. Not one. That’s sad. Maybe I’ll go to the gun range and send 30 cent nuggets of my paycheck sailing downrange into papers adorned with concentric circles.

I haven’t bought any of my bridge building materials yet, so that’s a no-go. I guess I could gas up the chainsaw, spray down with OFF! and do some prep work. Take measurements. Stake  out my anchor points.

My last known active betareader finished Selfie. Wow. So many ticks pulled off that dog, I’m a happy man.  I’m pulling the betareader copy from this web site. If you are reading off your phone, lemmeknow and I’ll email you a copy. Mostly I need to walk away from editing and querying for a week. Not think about it. Try to fall in love with the manuscript again.

Every weekday morning I walk past our sweet Admin, Sandy. Sandy is responsible for the monitor/message board.  If we have visitors, the message board will say, XO Welcomes ARPANET! If we’re not having visitors, the message board just says XO Welcomes You! When the message board says XO Welcomes You! I always stop and say, “Me? Really? Thanks XO!”

Apparently I’m the only one who ever notices the message board, because this morning when I walked past it said:

A little wink from Sandy. Made my day. I just noticed that thing in the corner is a shamrock. That’s like putting a Star of David on XO Welcomes Yassir Araphat! Sigh. Her heart was in the right place.