Turns out, my "Pentagon Framing Shop" post had been linked on Wonkette. Holy crow, Batman! For someone like me, who gets maybe 100 hits on a good day, that was quite something. So, I immediately went and proofread the post, finding two lame-ass grammatical errors and a couple of other questionable tidbits.
Murphy's Law dictated that Blogger be down, of course. (Blogger's down much of the time lately - the excuse is always a bad server. Hey, Blogger guys! It's time to shoot Ol' Yeller and get some new damn servers!!) But I was able to fix my laziness this morning.
By the end of the workday today, I'd gotten more than 1,200 hits via Wonkette. Helluva thing. I only wish I could be amusing on a consistent basis. My muse has issues, I'm afraid. She comes, she goes. She has the occasional Lost Weekend, drags her gin-soaked carcass back looking like a haggard Ray Milland, and then has sporadic bursts of funny and/or insightful moments as she sobers up.
From coolstuff4writers.com - I want one of these!! (I wrote the paragraph above and then went searching for "drunk muse" on Google images, and poof - this appeared. Too damn funny!)
I'll work on getting my muse into a 12-step program and aim to keep the level of writing up here. Honest, I will.
On another topic altogether - is it possible that, if we shave Ann Coulter's head, we just might find a small cluster of sixes? Just thinking out loud...