Load Your Kindle/Rides home on New Years

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Check out the books and samples in this end of the year giveaway. You probably already have mine, but there are lots of others to choose from.

Anyone else down with a bad cold? I got hit a couple of days ago and I’ve been living on the couch. And reading. And watching lots of Netflix. Did you see Bird Box yet? It was riveting. I was home alone, it was windy and the streets were eerily quiet. It made for a wonderfully scary couple of hours.

If you enjoyed the movie, you might like the book published in 2014. And you’ll definitely want to listen to an interview with the author on one of my favorite podcasts. Here’s a link to the youtube version because you’ll actually want to watch this one.

Cosmopolitan cocktail drinkGet a ride dude

If you’ll be celebrating out and about this New Years, don’t forget to bring along your designated driver. If no one wants to bite the bullet, then check your local area for free rides home from the bar. If you’re in California, from the Bay area to Sacramento, you can pre-register for reimbursement of up to $20 for a ride home from the bar.  Stay safe and write on,

Melissa

P.S. the Bird Box is an affiliate link so feel free to look for it on Amazon if you don’t like that sort of thing. See you soon.

Vacuuming Greyhounds

 – Spoilers for House of Cards, so tread lightly – 

So, I lost two weeks, thanks to my son asking, “hey, have you seen House of Cards?” I’d been about to head to town to write but hell, I’m weak. I figured, what would it hurt to watch while I have some cereal? As you can guess, I never made it to town.

In fact, I chowed down the first season in three days.

And the driving force behind my hitting play before Netflix could count down to the next episode, was Frank, the house majority whip who wants to be President and will do pretty much anything he has to to get inside the oval office. We, the audience, are swept along as he breaks the fourth wall to let us in on a strategy or throw a snide comment or look our way.

Characters have broken the fourth wall in the past, and in some cases, we expect it (I’m looking at you Deadpool) but when Kevin Spacey turned to the camera, at the end of an early episode and spat out, “what are you looking at?” I actually shrunk back into my couch cushions and squealed. And stayed glued to that spot for the next week and a half wondering what Frank was going to do next. And if he would actually get away with it.

Now, the downside of watching an entire season(s) in such a short span of time is that you see all the problems with the show much clearer than you would if you were going week to week. If this had been on network tv, I might not have noticed that Frank stopped confiding in me so much somewhere in season two and that the show had turned into a dry version of the West Wing.

But, because of the strength of season one, I kept at it and suddenly Frank was back, sneering at me and barking out, “where have you been?” I squealed and sunk into my couch cushions once more, giddy with high hopes that the Frank of old was back.

He wasn’t.

While he did take us into his confidence again, it was all too little, too late. The schemer from season one was gone and in his place was some guy trying to force a boring jobs bill through congress. I was still trapped in the West Wing. And without Sam, CJ, Toby and Josh, it just wasn’t a place I wanted to be.

A new season of House of Cards premieres on netflix March 4 and I’m not on pins and needles. Frank’s goal was to be President but they gave it to him much too soon. Once he was in the oval office, there was no more danger. It’s hard to have a late night meet up on a partially deserted train platform when you have a secret service detail.

For this show to have worked over multiple seasons, we needed to wait till the last minutes of the last episode for him to get what he wanted. Think of how much fun it would have been to see Frank, a newly minted President, pausing in the door to oval office to whisper to us, “now let’s have some fun.”

So, what have you lost days to on Netflix? I’m currently without anything to watch.
Recommend away and Write on,

Melissa

p.s.

What does a greyhound being vacuumed have to do with House of Cards? Nothing. But look at how happy that dog is. I’m partial to Greys. My Roxie was with me for 9 years and was the inspiration for Cyrano a Greyhound in the book I’m currently writing, How to Sex Your Snake. If you’re looking for a low maintenance, lazy-ass, sleep all day on the couch kind of dog. Greyhounds are the way to go.

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Yeah. That Grey is a tad chunky.

Cloaking the TARDIS

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Would you look twice at a giant shell on the sidewalk?

Christmas special spoilers sweetie

So a few days ago, I got in another viewing of the latest Doctor Who Christmas special. It was a great episode. Which surprised the hell out of me. Always been a fan of River. Never of Capaldi. As the Doctor. I love him in, In the Loop (Last I checked, it was still on Netflix) Even liked him in his guest stint on Who, a few years back. His Doctor, though, from day one has been, well, odd. There’s such a lack of energy and he always looks so uncomfortable. Like he really didn’t want to be there. When the Doctor is on screen, I shouldn’t be able to take my eyes off him. (even the Master and then later Missy command all of my attention) With Capaldi, I can make dinner while I listen to the show.

This year’s Christmas special, however, turned all that around. Capaldi as the Doctor was actually fun. And I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. And that’s why I watch Doctor Who. It’s fun. And it leaves you pumped. Even when David Tennant’s Doctor was in scold mode, it was okay, because I knew that at any moment, he’d be fun again. As this year’s Christmas ep ended, I actually felt sad for a moment, thinking I’d miss Capaldi when he’s gone. (There was a blurb recently insinuating this next season would be his last) Then I thought about the first two seasons and the only reason I kept watching – Clara.

Which brings me back to the Christmas special. How cool is it that Clara and Me run off in a stolen TARDIS? And that TARDIS! All white and clean and full of possibilities. So, my question is this, if you were lucky enough to steal a TARDIS how would you decorate? What would you conceal it as? I look around and have zero ideas of what I’d do. The telephone box is so ingrained in my mind. How about you? Any thoughts?

Think of the possibilities and Write on,

Melissa

p.s.

Yes, I’ll watch the new season when it airs. Doctor Who is bigger than just Capaldi. And maybe, he’s grown on me enough that I’ll even watch in real time.

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an example of why you should always brush your hair. stupid selfie culture

Fosterdog Mia went home with her mom and dad this past Saturday. I was going to write a post about it, but I was too sad. So, instead here’s a last selfie she and I got in before the doorbell rang. It’s been a few days now and I’m fine. She was very happy to see her folks and kept loving them and then running back to me to tell me all about how her folks were there and then running back to love them. It was really sweet.