Wonderful Christmas brunch at Peggy and Tom’s is keeping me warm. Supper with Mike at Desi Turka. Back to his place for a couple of beers and the most hilarious Christmas radio station EVAR Frisko on Soma. I damn near died laughing.
Very late start this morning, I overslept. Now I am contemplating a quick half hour of restoring the kitchen to order before I mess it up again to make meatballs.
I will write this afternoon, I’m feeling too antsy to settle right now.
Mike gave me a pornographic comic for Christmas. He has no idea they play a role in my novel. This one was published in 1988, so it’s perfect for me to just name drop it into the Rubber Tree Plant chapter. Yay!
I name all the chapters. Because I suck at naming things, pace John Sheppard, the names come out before publication. So the chapters have names like “Theo’s new wrinkle” “A Deformation of Sixers” “Update this you surly mofo” and “The nameless child” But once published the chapters will have Roman numerals, not titles.
