Roll me away

Who even knew redunkulous Twilight could garner 11 million comments?

And hey, thanks for that suggestion that I go to the LIBRARY to get book four, because it honestly hadn't occurred to me. Does anyone remember why I started blogging? Wasn't it because I went a year without spending? You can see how that stuck with me.

So it's Saturday morning and in a few minutes I have to head off to the park to join my running group to galumph majestically on my arthritic knee. Then I have to come home and work another 12 hours, which by the way, I actually turned work down yesterday, in a stunning turn of events.

Then Marvin expects me to go out at 10 p.m. to hear a band with the Other June and her fiancee. I am thinking Marvin is berserk. I have worked three 12-hour days in a row and for some reason mental exhaustion is just as tiring as laying bricks. Not that I have ever laid bricks. Or even spoken romantically to them, really.

Oh! But here is some exciting news. I realized I have a credit on Cafe Press, the site where I am selling my wares (Click on Buy Buy Pie Stuff over on the right if you want to see) and I got me one of my brown, long-sleeve t shirts that I have been coveting! Oh, I am excited! Now I can be all cute like Faithful Reader Jill Munroe.

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I think I'll wear it today to proofread. I know. I really know how to throw down.

It's time for me to go run against the wind. I'll be running against the wind. I'm old and weak and still runnin' against the wind. But comment of the week goes to The Chief. Click on This Week's Special to see.

Oh, and since we're clicking all over the place today, our book club selection this month will be Water for Elephants. I won't have time to add that to the Mince Words with June button this morning, so if you click that you will be sorely disappointed and your weekend will be destroyed, but let's say we'll meet at 7 p.m. Eastern time on Sunday, March 21. There are no major sporting events that day, are there?

Okay, off to run. I hope you all have the Chariots of Fire theme in your heads, cause that's exactly what it's like. And by that I mean the slow motion part.

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Author: June

At one point, I was sort of hot, in a "she's 27 and probably a 7" kind of a way. Now I'm old and have to develop a charming personality. Guess how that's going.

70 thoughts on “Roll me away”

  1. Since I have no desire to find out what size vampire it takes to dehydrate an elephant, I believe I will be watching some March Madness college basketball on March 21st. I am gonna guess you can count out the other 3 men who read this blog, so your official snack does not have to have any meat or potatoes in it.
    Do they play any college basketball in North Carolina…or Michigan…or California?

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  2. I loved the Comment of the Week. It reminded me of two Dr.’s I once had. My gynecologist was Dr. Clapp (Yes, I’m totally serious! She was married, but refused to take her husband’s name because she loved the irony of being a gyno named Dr. Clapp) AND the other was a surgeon named Dr. Paine.

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  3. Paula H/B, The Historian, yes it was really a good read. Galumphing June would enjoy it too.

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  4. Hi Megsie! I like the idea. Let’s add some of those circus peanuts, you know the really gnarly tasting orange things made out of chemicals. Every once and awhile, I see those and get a hankering for some nostalgia and then I bite into one and think, “The hell?”
    And then I spit it right out.
    I have read one page of Water For Elephants and am loving it so far. Remember, 2 puppies who are assholes about potty training. Pun intended.
    Juney, do you have some Bob Seger on your Ipod? Cause, yeah there’s the obvious, but my faves would be “Night Moves” and then to get your blood pumping, some “Hollywood Nights.”
    And my husband who is like the Energizer Bunny is ALWAYS up for going out on the town. He thinks he’s European and likes to go out to eat around 8:30-9:00ish on a week night. He also thinks he’s French and likes to streeetttch out his meals and eat a million courses at a very leisurely pace. And I’m usually jammied up by 7:00 during the week. It’s a constant struggle of biorhythms in this house.
    Sorry for the long comment. I’ve had too much coffee this morning.

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  5. Run long, run strong. Hope you Saturday in NC is as nice as the one we’re having in Mempho. I thought I had forgotten what 60 degrees felt like.
    And don’t trip over any bricks, you brick house, you. And where in the wide wide world of sports have all those accidental commenters been hiding? Jeez Louise.

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  6. Gotta keep rollin, gotta keep ridin’, Keep searchin’ till I find what’s right.

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  7. I know, Terra, right! Lurkers everywhere. I feel like they’re watching us through the windows. Maybe now, they’ll come join the partay. We’re really nice, unless you’re Carin.
    Duffylou, sometimes I forget about Bob and then he pops up on my Ipod and I remember how much I loved him.
    “I woke last night to the sound of thunder. How far off I sat and wondered. Started humming a song from 1962. Ain’t it funny how the night moves.”

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  8. I LOVE THAT PART! That part always gives me chills. There is something so Michigan about Bob, I can’t describe it. Do my other Michigan people feel me on this? Maybe I just feel that way because I heard him when I was growing up in, you know, Michigan. But he just feels like one of my people.
    My friend David used to talk about how he would be at work at his high school job listening to Hollywood Nights, there at his Saginaw job scooping ice cream, and he totally felt that song was all about him. He’d be singing along to the “He was too far from home” part, at his job a block away from his house.

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  9. But by the way, my friend David, the Midwestern boy on his own, DID move to Hollywood and become a screenwriter and have Hollywood nights in the Hollywood Hills and he was lookin’ so right in his diamonds and frills, so the song really did become about him and please nobody point out the part where I have GOT TO START WORKING and stop telling these pointless stories on my own blog.

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  10. P.S. Just noticed I wrote “even the though.” Even the though. What Topamax? What work ethic? What lurking here on my own blog, just like a spider, because I do not wish to go over there and proofread yet another day? Oh, I am an idiot. I should have taken up that career of being a princess I was aiming for when I was three. Look how well it worked out for Diana. Okay, so proofreading, then?

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  11. Surely there is time for a reinvigorating nap after the running and working before the partying? Squeeze in a nap. Have Marvin play his guitar softly for you. Grab that soft puppy and yourselves a snugglefest of a nap and you will be right as rain!
    p.s. I bought the Water for Elephants, but I can’t start it till I finish my current read. I am seriously anal and OCD about that stuff.

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  12. Surely there is time for a reinvigorating nap after the running and working before the partying? Squeeze in a nap. Have Marvin play his guitar softly for you. Grab that soft puppy and yourselves a snugglefest of a nap and you will be right as rain!
    p.s. I bought the Water for Elephants, but I can’t start it till I finish my current read. I am seriously anal and OCD about that stuff.

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  13. Surely there is time for a reinvigorating nap after the running and working before the partying? Squeeze in a nap. Have Marvin play his guitar softly for you. Grab that soft puppy and yourselves a snugglefest of a nap and you will be right as rain!
    p.s. I bought the Water for Elephants, but I can’t start it till I finish my current read. I am seriously anal and OCD about that stuff.

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  14. I missed all the Twilight hoopla yesterday. Umpteen jillion comments…who’d a thunk it? I have read Water for Elephants already, it was good! Read Twilight and that second one, then stopped because the third one was hardcover still. Then really stopped because I heard the fourth one sucked. Thanks for the Bob Seger earworms today. Love me the Bob! Get to work, June!!

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  15. I missed all the Twilight hoopla yesterday. Umpteen jillion comments…who’d a thunk it? I have read Water for Elephants already, it was good! Read Twilight and that second one, then stopped because the third one was hardcover still. Then really stopped because I heard the fourth one sucked. Thanks for the Bob Seger earworms today. Love me the Bob! Get to work, June!!

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  16. I missed all the Twilight hoopla yesterday. Umpteen jillion comments…who’d a thunk it? I have read Water for Elephants already, it was good! Read Twilight and that second one, then stopped because the third one was hardcover still. Then really stopped because I heard the fourth one sucked. Thanks for the Bob Seger earworms today. Love me the Bob! Get to work, June!!

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  17. My favorite Bob Seger song went “well you walk into a restaurant strung out from the road, you can feel the eyes upon you as you’re shaking off the cold. You pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to expload…” On the road again, a classic.

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  18. Loved Water for Elephants and love Bob Seger. Count me as one who will NOT read the Twilight series and loved the Vampire Anne Rice novels.

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  19. It’s funny how the lyrics pop back into your head 20 years after the fact. Don’t judge me please because I left Bob pretty much where I last found him to be popular. The 80’s. My taste in music has changed with the times. Some say I should act my age, but I say, NO! Never! You’ll never catch me. I will always dance, poorly, to the beat of my own drum. I listen to punk and alt rock. It’s my thing. Thank gawd for satellite radio! It soothes the savage beast that lurks somewhere deep inside my being.
    Whoo! I think I need more caffeine.

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  20. Duffylou, I am the same, sister. Sometimes I think I probably should have more “grownup tastes” when it comes to music. Maybe, I should be tuned in to the Easy Listening channel. If I could kiss my alternative channel on my satellite radio, I would. And yes, satellite radio is it for me. I’ll never go back.
    But, still I do love me some blasts from the pasts every once and awhile.
    And Hiiiii, Mona. (This is me waving.) So nice of you to join us!
    I’ve gotta go take teenagers to the mall now. I will turn my punk music up really loud and they will roll their eyes and sigh dramatically as I sing every word to The Limousines, “Very Busy People.”

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  21. Linda, since Hulk and Carin have the weekend off, I will be the one to tell you that you way cracked me up with your lyrics to “Turn the Page” from Bob Seger(one of my personal favs); but gave it the title “On the Road Again”, which is a Willie Nelson song. Made me laugh out loud. Intentional or not, thanks.
    Perhaps neither one of us should smoke weed with Willie again. 🙂

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  22. Hulk (Who will be in at least four NCAA pools and has already taken the first Thursday and Friday of the tournament as vacation days, as always...) says:

    Hulk is here. He doesn’t mind some of Nugent’s music, and I actually have seen him in concert. But the psycho right-wing politics embarresses even a Republican like me. Much the way I am sure Keith Olbermann embarresses all you tree-huggers out there.
    And Steve. Xavier? Seriously? Don’t you love when all those non-hoop-watchers come out of the woodwork for the tourney and call them “EX-Zavier”?
    Go Bucks…

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  23. Hulk (Who could be persuaded to dabble in an old Morman tradition with Fawn, Jucie, and Kathy Ireland if they are in agreement...) says:

    And come on back, Carin. These are all staunch Democrats here…they love to blame without offering a solution, but they are also quick to forgive…
    Hulk will crush on you if you have the balls to come back…
    Fawn, Juice, and Kathy Ireland–disregard that last statement.

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  24. It’s an option Furry, but Diana kind of ended up, you know, dead, in a tunnel, crumpled. Probably with her spleen somewhere in her nether regions.
    I can’t be Pope because I’m not Catholic, although that is a really cute little cart thingy he gets to drive around in. The Pope Mobile.
    But I personally think I’d vote for Furry as Goddess of the Universe. And also too, if June wanted to run, I’d vote for her as well. I know it would cancel out the vote, but fair’s fair.

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  25. It’s an option Furry, but Diana kind of ended up, you know, dead, in a tunnel, crumpled. Probably with her spleen somewhere in her nether regions.
    I can’t be Pope because I’m not Catholic, although that is a really cute little cart thingy he gets to drive around in. The Pope Mobile.
    But I personally think I’d vote for Furry as Goddess of the Universe. And also too, if June wanted to run, I’d vote for her as well. I know it would cancel out the vote, but fair’s fair.

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  26. It’s an option Furry, but Diana kind of ended up, you know, dead, in a tunnel, crumpled. Probably with her spleen somewhere in her nether regions.
    I can’t be Pope because I’m not Catholic, although that is a really cute little cart thingy he gets to drive around in. The Pope Mobile.
    But I personally think I’d vote for Furry as Goddess of the Universe. And also too, if June wanted to run, I’d vote for her as well. I know it would cancel out the vote, but fair’s fair.

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  27. OMG, Target Steve, I am SO embarrassed. I knew the title was Turn the Page, really. And I don’t even have Junie’s Topoimax excuse.

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  28. Thanks, Duffy. I take it. I claimed it once for graduation from college, but that’s another story that made it into the paper…
    I always wanted to be Pope for the art collection and the cool smoking purse one of his bros has to carry for him. And the hat. Dig me a mitre. Fierce.
    I’ve often thought the cart looked like that child’s carpet cleaner toy with the balls that pop as the kid pushes it. That’s why I call it the Pop-n-Poper.

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  29. Thanks, Duffy. I take it. I claimed it once for graduation from college, but that’s another story that made it into the paper…
    I always wanted to be Pope for the art collection and the cool smoking purse one of his bros has to carry for him. And the hat. Dig me a mitre. Fierce.
    I’ve often thought the cart looked like that child’s carpet cleaner toy with the balls that pop as the kid pushes it. That’s why I call it the Pop-n-Poper.

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  30. Thanks, Duffy. I take it. I claimed it once for graduation from college, but that’s another story that made it into the paper…
    I always wanted to be Pope for the art collection and the cool smoking purse one of his bros has to carry for him. And the hat. Dig me a mitre. Fierce.
    I’ve often thought the cart looked like that child’s carpet cleaner toy with the balls that pop as the kid pushes it. That’s why I call it the Pop-n-Poper.

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  31. Furry, I’m kind of picturing you with that crooked “lil bo peep” staff. Plus, I think it is fun to say “kiss my ring”.

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  32. I LOVED Water for Elephants and honestly can not tell you why. On the surface it sounds so bizarre…but it is CAPTIVATING. I will definitely be chiming in on 3/21.
    Also? Love Bob Seger.

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  33. Love Bob Seger. Have seen him many times. And his band is amazing. There is this ginormous saxophone that wails out the beginning of Turn the Page.
    Water for Elephants is a great book, but it totally changed my image of the circus. It has some…how shall I put it? Grittiness.

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  34. Oh, I loved Water for Elephants. It was my first pick for my non-internet book club, and I was the only one who liked it. Go figure. They all LOVED The Road by Cormac McCarthy. Apparently WfE just wasn’t apocalyptic enough for them or something.

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