Thunder and lightning and fog, oh my!
Mar. 31st, 2008 08:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
altivoI'm now a zombie, thanks to my whacked out little sheepdog Simon who gets panicky at the sound of thunder. The fireworks started about 3 am this morning and continued right up until it was time to go to work. By 4:15 or so I gave up and got out of bed to sit in a chair with my hand on the pooch to keep him calm. That works more or less, as long as I don't take my hand away. His predecessor, Mikey, was of the same breed and had the same fear of thunder.
Most of you know I'm usually an early riser but not that early. I've been half out of it all day, in spite of a substantial load of work to get done. I even had an idea over the weekend (last minute) for something to submit to ROAR for the volume 2 deadline tomorrow, but it's not going to get done in time. Oh well.
The puddles from the melting snow had pretty well subsided, but more than an inch of rain in the last 24 hours has raised the water levels and the flood watches once more. The sump pump under the house is cycling about once a minute. That's a lot of water.
Oh, and my boss this morning asked me if I'd consider doing book talks on the local radio station. Apparently they are changing formats again and want to return to more local material. I approve of that, but I told her I didn't think so. What I read and would talk about would be wasted on the potential audience. Then she wanted to know if they could broadcast my podcasts (ack!) but I don't see it happening. Those all dealt with classics, not with current best sellers. I have nothing good to say about Danielle Steel or John Grisham. James Patterson leaves me cold. And I can just imagine the local population reacting to a recommendation that they read Jack London, or maybe even Kyell Gold. ;p
Most of you know I'm usually an early riser but not that early. I've been half out of it all day, in spite of a substantial load of work to get done. I even had an idea over the weekend (last minute) for something to submit to ROAR for the volume 2 deadline tomorrow, but it's not going to get done in time. Oh well.
The puddles from the melting snow had pretty well subsided, but more than an inch of rain in the last 24 hours has raised the water levels and the flood watches once more. The sump pump under the house is cycling about once a minute. That's a lot of water.
Oh, and my boss this morning asked me if I'd consider doing book talks on the local radio station. Apparently they are changing formats again and want to return to more local material. I approve of that, but I told her I didn't think so. What I read and would talk about would be wasted on the potential audience. Then she wanted to know if they could broadcast my podcasts (ack!) but I don't see it happening. Those all dealt with classics, not with current best sellers. I have nothing good to say about Danielle Steel or John Grisham. James Patterson leaves me cold. And I can just imagine the local population reacting to a recommendation that they read Jack London, or maybe even Kyell Gold. ;p
