I’m sitting in one of my favorite writing spots.

A McDonalds where I have internet connectivity and nobody knows my name. By nobody knowing my name, this also includes the small spawns I helped create that constantly badger me by uttering the same word over and over…”DADDY!”

Last weekend the cats barfed on our comforter and me, being the idiot I am, tried to shove our comforter in our washer hoping it would have enough room to clean it. I’ve tried this before and knew from past experience that it wasn’t going to work but for some reason I tried it again. I don’t know why I mentally skipped glossed over my prior lesson. It might have been that it was late and I just wanted to “get to bed.”

A week later, with the comforter still in the wash, I thought it was finally time to yank it out from its half soaked mildewed festering bath and drive it into our local laundromat. I just finished loading it and walked across the street to viva la Donalds which is where I find myself now.

Secret time.

Ever have a song that sings to your soul? I do. It’s “Clocks” by Cold Play. It’s playing right now on the overhead speakers at the McDonalds. I actually have a few more songs like this, but I don’t feel like divulging all of my personal intimate secrets from the booth of a McDonalds. 😛

Oh, and I thought of a new domain name I might want to register. Now I’m not going to list it here until after I buy it of course.

Now that I’ve gotten some of the diary purging out of the way I need to force myself into getting started on Day 2 of my NaNoWriMo cleanup. (another) Secret (Okay not really but humor me) The only way I can seemingly concentrate on getting any writing done is to have some sort of techno instrumental music pumping through my headphones or other less vocal melodies such as “Clocks” or “Enya.” I think that is why “Clocks” touches me in such a way (non-perverted touching). It touches my inner Muse. 🙂 (I don’t mind other kinds of touching but hey, what can you do with $20 bucks?)

My wife pointed out that shirt to me last night as she was browsing Amazon for X-mas t-shirts for me. Love her 🙂