Fantasy books, terrible advice, and random silliness
On the rare occasions when people ask me for it, I can give pretty darn good advice.
Don’t rob a bank if you like rooms with four real walls and a separate bathroom.
Don’t wear a short skirt without underwear when it’s windy.
Don’t reheat the garlic bread in the microwave when it’s still in its tin foil.
To be fair, I’ve only done one of these things myself, and only for a few seconds. (Have you seen blue lightning in the microwave? For a moment I thought I’d caught a dragon.)
In which I reflect on my morning’s activities and decide strategy is not my strong suit. Plus, sharks in tornados.
#1: If you’re going to watch Sharknado with your twitter friends while live-tweeting, don’t do it during your usual blog-writing time.
#2: If you’ve just watched Sharknado and have to blog, don’t promise yourself you’re not going to blog about sharks. Because you are going to blog about sharks, even if you’ve done it before.
#3: If you’re sleepy when you’re blogging, don’t trust your spellchecker when it tells you that “haev” is a perfectly acceptable word.
