Housekeeping and Misadventures
I am mostly satisfied with the way ITLOTLE looks. I am entirely satisfied with how the acronym for my blog resembles Nahuatl, the name for a collection of Mayan languages. (Yolteotl means heart of God, for instance, and ixtli means face).
But! I thought I’d ask what you folks would like to see. Maybe a sidebar picture of me with some witty quote. I’m thinking of putting in some virtual bookcase, or something to that effect. How about music? I know Lindsay wants an audio excerpt of me reading from my second novel.
In other news, here in brief is a list of some misadventures in Riverside thus far:
- Befriended a Jehovah’s Witness outside the UCR library. He had long, dirty fingernails and smelled like dill. He mentioned that Jesus was in Hell. I promised him I’d look into the JWs, and I will. We say hi now when we see each other.
- Neglected to get the power put in my name quick enough–had power shut off for two days. Managed to save all of our food by buying ice off of a six year old.
- Fought with the cable company, which surreptitiously gave me some package that I didn’t want that doubled my bill. The short version is that I sound like a grizzled old axman when I want, and I was angry at the time. Apologies abounded.
- Got suckered into riding the RTA line with Gavin, my Viking-ly housemate, to the Galleria. He thought he knew what he was doing, and instead wound us up at the end of the line, as far away from home as possible. We spent four hours on or waiting for a bus, and about one hour at the mall and Barnes & Noble. Never doing that again.
More to come, surely.
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I need to do get a quick tour of most of the city for you. There’s the Riverside Plaza where there’s a Borders that’s much closer to where you are.
I don’t think you need a pic of yourself in the sidebar unless you want it, since there’s one on the about page.
Is A City At Peace a story or a novel excerpt? (I don’t have time to read right this moment but plan to soon.)
Noel: Funny, it didn’t show up on Google Maps. I’ve been over and over the list, trying to find nearby bookstores. Monday I think I’ll head downtown to Main Street, I guess there’s a decent store there?
Kristan: Yeah, it just seems like having a face on the main page would spruce things up a bit.
ACaP is a novel, a hacked up portion of a chapter excerpted above. I’m having a hard time organizing these pages properly. Redundant links, etc.
There’s a nice second hand bookstore downtown. The entire Mission Inn section in the area of downtown is a good place to walk around as well.
ahem….apparently there are some things I shouldn’t know
How American: ‘Yeah, the front page needs a certain something… I dunno… my awesome FACE? Yeah.’
I befriended some Witnesses of Jehovah at university — there was a church/gathering of them nearby, and I even had one in my class! Very nice people.
I even read the pamphlets.
Noel: I’ll be sure to wander.
Momma: Yeah. And that’s still an edited version! My life is crazy, particularly when you consider that most of my time is spent on the couch, here, writing–or not writing.
Sebastian: Says the guy with four pictures of himself on his page. And probably that many at any given time. “Oh, I’m British, we’re very proper and shy, but wait, let me show you some pictures of myself and remind you of how tall I am and how awesome, and regale you with sordid details of my sex life.”
Shit, I didn’t know I was that transparent.
I quite like how my ‘header’ is actually down the bottom, out of harm’s way. But if people want to refresh the page and look at the variety of ugly faces that I’m capable of, that’s fine by me.
That’s how I put myself to bed, actually. To the sweet sight of Sebby.
Eric & Seb: FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!
We will NOT be fighting for your affections, Princess.
Well, Eric might, but I’m like… totally non-confrontational. Pacifist, like.