It's Fryday

 I have one more week to live with the current cast.  I have decorated it with words this time around.  Affirmations.  It says, "Heal, grow strong my lovely bones."  This fiberglass is so porous, it has taken about 17 coats of white polish to create a surface  fit to write on.  I bought a specia lfineline black nailpolish pen for the litterary effort.  No smudge, no smear.

To celebrate, and because I was headed in that direction anyhow, I stopped at VooDoo Doughnuts again.  I got in line just in front of a woman with 22 middle-schoolers in a summer day camp.   The noise level, as you can imagine, was toxic.  So when I got to the order desk, I asked for the first thing that came to mind - the cock-n-balls.  It's cream-filled, you know.


After meeting a friend for lunch, I made my way to the Sock Summit which is going on right now.  As I am not much  of a sock knitter, there weren't a lot of classes that appealed to me, and the off, odd classes I wanted had all filled up within about 30 miniutes of the area, and went quietly and blissfully insane for a while.  SO many colors!  So many soft things to pet!  So many pretty things people have knitted!  Oooooo!  I spent a mere $55 on some hand-dyed bamboo from Teresa Ruch, and came away feeling  highly satisfied.

Tomorrow, I will be doing book signings from  1 - 2 in Pioneer Courthouse Square along with dozens, perhaps hundred of other independent authors and publishers.  My publisher, Puddletown Press, will have a table set up at the book fair on the square, and I get to help!  Woohoo!  For the e-books, I will be signing bookmarks.  And we hope (oh so fervently) to have recieved our shipment from the print on demand press that is producing Sanna, Sorceress Apprentice in paperback.  Who wants a copy?