Desiderius Price

I want my money back!  Third COVID shot so far, no super powers. 

I want my money back!  Third COVID shot so far, no super powers. 

So, is eating a rabbi considered Kosher?  (Asking for...a friend cause ‘tis the season for questions.)

So, is eating a rabbi considered Kosher?  (Asking for...a friend cause ‘tis the season for questions.)

I had a very close relative die in the summer and it’s kind of broken me too, as self-centred as it sounds when they’re the one who died, but I gotta try and move on a bit. Hoping to catch up on reading soon, especially the new halloween story jam you’ve got going on.

Do you think that when Theodore Maiman switched on the first laser at Hughes Research Laboratories in 1960, he realized that he was inventing the 20th century's greatest cat toy?

Went to a toy store to buy a birthday present for niece, paternal unit asked if there were any spiders there. Went to the grocery store, found plastic spiders and bought them for the paternal unit. He’s 69 years old and walking around with a plastic spider on his finger.

Last night, I was adding "heavy cream" to my grocery list, and the two words my phone suggested after "heavy" were "breasts" and "balls." Phone, you know me far too well.

(taken from facebook)

(taken from facebook)

(taken from facebook)

(taken from facebook)

If I ever wonder where my high word count is coming from on my rewrite, take this example of a 71 word paragraph, now over 800+ words including a short sensual shower scene.  Guess this is literary inflation at work?

Okay, it’s official.  Can’t consider my potter fanfic “short” as it’s broken the one million word mark on the drive, now halfway to two million!  (By drive, this includes around 0.5% of overhead due to the HTML formatting.)

Okay, it’s official.  Can’t consider my potter fanfic “short” as it’s broken the one million word mark on the drive, now halfway to two million!  (By drive, this includes around 0.5% of overhead due to the HTML formatting.)

Tis the season to eat a bulb of garlic every day to keep the vampires at bay.

Oh no !  I think I've joined one of those companies where they'll expect me to like--DO STUFF for that wage.
That must mean I didn't make the c-suite.

In an hour here I report to work, first day new job--maybe I'm a tad tense.  Mind going a hundred miles an hour.  Random story chosen to channel my energy--
So in Austin I was a college kid walking the nude beach (yup, literally miles of beach in the heart of Texas.  Hippie Hollow).  I was passing a cluster of camped-out folks.
Some bubba in a power boat zoomed closer for a look--and his engine stalled--with him drifting broadside fast toward our promontory.  He could get beached, or his hull could take an unforgiving poke from the terrain.
Guess what made me grin at this memory is--awww, all us naked people scrambled to the edge of the knee-high cliff to help, humanly buffering the gap and giving a shove so he wouldn't end up with his favorite toy scuffed.  
Well, he'd wanted a look !
 

Those Amazon chaser emails—that's twice now Amazon has asked me if I'm "Looking For Something In Men's Pants ? "
Well--not by halting passers-by, no !

Fasting turns me into a fucking Tinkerbell! I only have space for one emotion at a time, and it’s amplified tenfold because my body wants food!

As of this morning, my potter fanfic has risen on AO3 in word count, now #16 longest in the category.  Got some writing to do!

Changing jobs. Wife insisted I take a week off between.
What happens when I get time off: By midweek now I’m so beat I can’t hit the gym one MORE day, I have to take time off from that too.
Hmm—too much time—if my hand can only reach
—ah! My espresso martini.

Global productivity is on the rise due to the Facebook outage.

Global productivity is on the rise due to the Facebook outage.

Don’t mind me, chuckling where I had Dumbledore refer to anybody under a hundred twenty as a “youngster” in my potter fanfic.