Wednesday, November 26, 2008

An Ass, But A Well-Meaning Ass

So yesterday a nice person whom I had recently met asked me to be a friend on "Reunion.Com."
The site didn't appear very "friendly" or even intuitive (that almost always gets me in trouble), but there I was clicking through this and clicking through that, when eeeek! I had just clicked on send "Friend" request to my entire email list. 850+ people.

I know. Friggin' stupid.

Of course I tried to unclick, (is that a word?), thinking, no hoping, I hadn't really clicked. I had clicked. OMIGOD. Agents, editors, relatives, old friends, every mystery writer in the country, (well, almost) new friends, enemies, Romans, countrymen. All got an invite to be my friend.

Can you imagine anything more pathetic? Stupider? More assisine? Nope. Thought not.

In the meantime, I've heard from a couple old friends and acquaintances. Also some names I recognized but who didn't know me. I hope that this went mostly into the spam boxes. Or people just deleted it. I mean imagine, asking to "friend" the vet, your hairdresser, your entire high school class.

Oh god.

Feeling humble. Think I'll stick to LinkedIn.

Think I'll stick to writing stories. My robot catfish is burning up the oceans. New ideas for the 2nd half of the story. This robot is one hot ticket.

Time to take the pumpkin cheesecake out of the oven. Somehow, there was enough batter (to die for) for a 2nd cheesecake and sometimes one is lucky, and I had prepared graham cracker crumbs on hand, so in the off-chance that the entire cheesecake is devoured on Thursday, I'll have one at home in reserve.

How cool is that? Licking the beater was the ultimate.

Now if I could just figure out how to create a nevermind key for the computer. The hand is quicker than the eye. And even the brain. No, the brain works the hand. Some circuits must be quicker than others. I've really got to get this figured out.

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