tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post6119679497551059204..comments2023-10-28T04:50:55.216-05:00Comments on Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life: In praise of mistakesNancy Phttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-70585277262020652002007-12-03T23:13:00.000-06:002007-12-03T23:13:00.000-06:00Late, but always welcome, b2. You have looong days...Late, but always welcome, b2. You have looong days.Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-6588439546905312442007-12-03T19:09:00.000-06:002007-12-03T19:09:00.000-06:00Late, late, late to the party but I'll add Amen.Late, late, late to the party but I'll add Amen.boran2https://www.blogger.com/profile/10483728578007756485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-68571563922583147752007-12-03T14:50:00.000-06:002007-12-03T14:50:00.000-06:00Hi, Conda. Congrats again on passing your test.Hi, Conda. Congrats again on passing your test.Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-29761180276926963492007-12-03T14:17:00.000-06:002007-12-03T14:17:00.000-06:00Great post, Nancy--sometimes my biggest cooking mi...Great post, Nancy--sometimes my biggest cooking mistakes (Whoops, added too little, forgot an ingredient, added too much)have turned out the best recipes.<BR/><BR/>Go figure.Conda Douglashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12972790965426924941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-3406298740961991612007-12-03T14:01:00.000-06:002007-12-03T14:01:00.000-06:00Beth the two finger wave is too subtle for me. I ...Beth the two finger wave is too subtle for me. I like people who are really animated and jump up and down. Sort of leaves any question out if they're glad to see you or not.<BR/><BR/>Nancy I'd wave at everyone here and I'd be jumping up and down. :)<BR/><BR/>FAR I never knew that about bikers. Especially the Harley and BMW riders.Family Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17101125448247590979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-71511484535376905972007-12-03T13:13:00.000-06:002007-12-03T13:13:00.000-06:00The bikers usually wave at each other. There's a f...The bikers usually wave at each other. There's a few stuck-ups (usually on Harleys or BMWs) that don't, but they're the exception rather than the rule.Larry Kollarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08317037795075278427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-81366187431211904162007-12-03T13:02:00.000-06:002007-12-03T13:02:00.000-06:00I'm a two-fingered waver in the country and drivin...I'm a two-fingered waver in the country and driving past highway workers holding signs. <BR/><BR/>I'd wave at you guys. :)Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-30624638082136050782007-12-03T12:51:00.000-06:002007-12-03T12:51:00.000-06:00I guess folks in Washington are more subdued, fam....I guess folks in Washington are more subdued, fam. The two-finger wave has a subtle, reserved quality that I like.<BR/><BR/>Unless I actually KNOW the person, then I'll swerve, honk, stick my arm out the window and wave frantically. Hoping that I actually DO know the person... :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-48140354207141854472007-12-03T12:48:00.000-06:002007-12-03T12:48:00.000-06:00So you're a two finger waver Beth. I'm a four fin...So you're a two finger waver Beth. I'm a four finger hand on steering wheel waver. Well sometimes I do get exuberant and do a full hand wave. :)Family Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17101125448247590979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-2553307395733324432007-12-03T12:26:00.000-06:002007-12-03T12:26:00.000-06:00I was introduced to the waving phenomenon when I m...I was introduced to the waving phenomenon when I moved to a small town in WA. Within days, I was lifting two fingers off the steering wheel like a local. <BR/><BR/>Now I only do it when I'm visiting small towns...but it feels so good to have someone greet you with a wave. As long as it isn't the one-fingered kind...<BR/><BR/>Must be my southern roots, fam!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-62715092518891569002007-12-03T12:23:00.000-06:002007-12-03T12:23:00.000-06:00LOL Nancy you would never make it down here with t...LOL Nancy you would never make it down here with the waving. Everybody waves. I wrote up something about car waving a little while back - <A HREF="http://mundane-doesnt-describe-it.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-waver.html" REL="nofollow">I’m a waver.</A><BR/><BR/>Actually if you look at it, there are so many type of wavers, it's kind of interesting to see the differences.<BR/><BR/>I've been thinking this morning who I'd like to meet from the past, and I really can't come up with anyone except for great grandparents going back a long way. I would love to see what their everyday lives were like and what kind of people they were. Plus give them a swift kick in the pants for not making me some heir to a fortune. ;)Family Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17101125448247590979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-77655020622483725212007-12-03T12:08:00.000-06:002007-12-03T12:08:00.000-06:00Ghost, lol! I wish I'd seen that. Family Man, your...Ghost, lol! I wish I'd seen that. <BR/><BR/><BR/>Family Man, your question about what ghosts we'd like to meet? I'd ask to meet Jesus and the Buddha and hope somebody shows up.Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-21915379536950423122007-12-03T11:56:00.000-06:002007-12-03T11:56:00.000-06:00I'm sick of those School Crossing Guards who wave ...<I>I'm sick of those School Crossing Guards who wave at everybody. </I><BR/><BR/>Nancy, there used to be a guy in KC up toward 31st St & SW Blvd (or Trafficway -- I always confused the two) who would feign throwing baseballs at the windshields of cars to get them to stop at the pedesterian crossing. <BR/><BR/>He'd do the whole show, too. As major league pitcher. He'd lean in from an erect sideeways stance, facing traffic, holding his imagined ball in glove, shake off a couple signals, nod, lean back... wind up... and throw.<BR/><BR/>He was great! <BR/><BR/>Oh, but he wasn't a crossing guard. He'd just run out from behind a tree into the crossing and do his show in the middle of the day. <BR/><BR/>I think someone finally ran over his ass. Our country doesn't understand art.GhostFolk.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10942600698461250382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-59988514189890817732007-12-03T11:18:00.000-06:002007-12-03T11:18:00.000-06:00If I didn't do this, then I'd be sitting out by th...<I>If I didn't do this, then I'd be sitting out by the road waving at people,</I><BR/><BR/>Lol, FM! Just incorrigibly sociable, that's us. <BR/><BR/>That reminds me of something you would never do, however. I'm sick of those School Crossing Guards who wave at everybody. One guard did it around here years ago and got her face in the paper, and now every guard does it. Enough already. It's getting creepy.Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-74303752825002599182007-12-03T11:14:00.000-06:002007-12-03T11:14:00.000-06:00Beth, did I say hi to you? And you, too, Kelly. He...Beth, did I say hi to you? And you, too, Kelly. Hey, far, it's exciting to see a new episode is up.<BR/><BR/>On ski trails, I was good at obeying signs, but in life? Not so much, lol. "Oh, look, all the signs say this is a Black Diamond High Risk area. Let's go there!"Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-20964789252687569592007-12-03T11:07:00.000-06:002007-12-03T11:07:00.000-06:00Ghost -hee hee. round donut, round cup. No wonder...Ghost -<BR/><BR/>hee hee. round donut, round cup. No wonder I love donuts and coffee so much. I was not at an all-night diner. When I used to do a lot of night shifts, on nights that I was off I would meet a writer friend at House of Pies and we'd talk craft and have strawberry rhubarb pie.<BR/><BR/>Nancy, did you know that if I sent a post to the WRW loop and said "Nancy Pickard has Wild Turkey in her yard," that a certain author might drop in a for a visit? I have seen him drink it. ;)<BR/><BR/>Visited Kelly's blog. Very interesting post on the Sci Fi writers' association's controversy regarding piracy. Had no idea about it. Thanks for keeping writers in the know.<BR/><BR/>Wave to everyone. Think nap was a good suggestion.Kimberly Frosthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01858506885360410658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-60769569408348357782007-12-03T10:54:00.000-06:002007-12-03T10:54:00.000-06:00Far, 3rd's in preprint now and will be out in June...Far, 3rd's in preprint now and will be out in June, 4th's about half finished and my agent and I are discussing a proposal for a 5th--which will likely be the last in that series at least for the immediate future. <BR/><BR/>Tea today, but delicate stomach didn't like it. Very sad. Hoping stomach becomes less delicate between now and lunch or I'm going to have to have something gentler than the chorizo and eggs that are currently in the plans.<BR/><BR/>Bad judgment, I'll just say I've had my share and leave it at that, though I'm sure that any number of people who've known me for longer than about four hours could come up with some examples.Kelly McCulloughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06399122960869198042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-75368614934864260722007-12-03T10:36:00.000-06:002007-12-03T10:36:00.000-06:00Ah, Far, note that I didn't say that bad judgment ...Ah, Far, note that I didn't say that bad judgment automatically results great fiction. <BR/><BR/>(One hopes though that it does lead to whole lot of fun to be traded for one good judgment and two utility judgments to be named at later date.)AndiFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07767389458803503532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-2161613112247333532007-12-03T10:12:00.000-06:002007-12-03T10:12:00.000-06:00Simul-post!bad judgment is the ultimate source mat...Simul-post!<BR/><BR/><I>bad judgment is the ultimate source material for all great fiction.</I><BR/><BR/>Were that true, people would be mentioning my name alongside Steinbeck!Larry Kollarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08317037795075278427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-39483551210834118112007-12-03T10:10:00.000-06:002007-12-03T10:10:00.000-06:00Must have been a night for not sleeping, or at lea...Must have been a night for not sleeping, or at least not sleeping well. Mrs. Fetched played Doctor Wife and "prescribed" me one of Daughter Dearest's Allegra-D tablets for my sniffles. I knew what would happen, and it did… even though I took the thing in the morning. I woke up around 2:30 and laid awake until at least 3:30, then managed at some point to drop off until around 8. Somehow, I managed to not bring my smellphone with me after taking it off the charger. Mondays Suck.<BR/><BR/>Andi, was that an example of "wet-belly" photography? That curve at the top is sooo dramatic. "This is which way the wind is blowing."<BR/><BR/>The not-work is being somewhat intermittent this morning as well. Mondays Suck.<BR/><BR/>Kelly, I presume there's a third book on the way?<BR/><BR/>Oh. and there's a new <I>FAR Future</I> post up. FM has already been by. And if you haven't picked up your holiday MP3 yet, scroll down one post.Larry Kollarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08317037795075278427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-10875634471438890722007-12-03T10:02:00.000-06:002007-12-03T10:02:00.000-06:00I'm glad people like that picture because I had to...I'm glad people like that picture because I had to lie on my back and expose my belly to the Pack to get it -- and with 3 dogs ranging from 30 to 80 lbs, I consider this one of the bravest things I can do.<BR/><BR/>Way to go, Jen -- 'cause bad judgment is the ultimate source material for all great fiction. ;)AndiFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07767389458803503532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-82743959915908039642007-12-03T09:58:00.000-06:002007-12-03T09:58:00.000-06:00OK I've got a question here. Do ghost have a dist...OK I've got a question here. Do ghost have a distance constraint. I mean I would like to let family and friends know I'm OK and hit all the parties. But I want to do some traveling and meet ghost I've never met. Speaking of, once you become a ghost if you could meet other ghost, who would you meet? Past world leaders, movie stars or in my case Arnold the pig. Although I don't know if I would be talking to sausage or Arnold.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the compliment Nancy, but the blogging is just a manifestation of pure slackdom. If I didn't do this, then I'd be sitting out by the road waving at people, and truly, that 20 yards is just too far to walk. :)Family Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17101125448247590979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-71849299702338843032007-12-03T09:51:00.000-06:002007-12-03T09:51:00.000-06:00MaryB! (This is my cousin, MaryB, not Maryb from S...MaryB! (This is my cousin, MaryB, not Maryb from St. Louis.) I'm not sure I ever heard any of those stories before. Wow. I'm so glad to hear the one about my dad. . .he really did have a wonderful singing voice. Have you told my mom that? She'd love it. <BR/><BR/>The one about your grandmother suggests reincarnation.<BR/><BR/>I've heard about phone call ghosts. I think they are reported with some frequency. Is that true, Ghost? (He writes books about real-life ghost reports.)Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-48454193829306075302007-12-03T09:45:00.000-06:002007-12-03T09:45:00.000-06:00Well, I'm rocketing my way to success!Lol, Jen. Po...<I>Well, I'm rocketing my way to success!</I><BR/><BR/>Lol, Jen. <BR/><BR/>Poor rick! Those damn verbs, so jealous of their turf, not wanting adverbs to horn in.<BR/><BR/>Kimberly, maybe you can take a nap, ala Family Man?<BR/><BR/>Speaking of whom. . .FM, at least you have the good judgment to blog. :)Nancy Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05429062957063032872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9004909290975090333.post-50906742697467042012007-12-03T09:41:00.000-06:002007-12-03T09:41:00.000-06:00Hey, good morning from North of the River.My dad s...Hey, good morning from North of the River.<BR/><BR/>My dad saw grandmother after she died. She appeared at the foot of his bed and said, "I have been conceived." Then she was gone.<BR/><BR/>I had another friend whose mother called her on the phone (really). The phone range at two in the morning. When she answered her mother's voice said "Rebecca" and then faded away. No one but her mother ever called her that.<BR/><BR/>I have always had a fear that someone who just died would show up at the foot of my bed. That would scare me silly. But so far no one ever has.<BR/><BR/>I, however, did hear your dad during his funeral. He was singing "How Great Thou Art" right beside me. It was absolutely wonderful. He had such a joyful singing voice.<BR/><BR/>MaryBMaryBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08686443473010449785noreply@blogger.com