Showing posts with label Bacon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bacon. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Biscotti? Bacon.

Have to confess to being a voyeur of sorts. Discovered THIS BLOG and find myself cruising it periodically for blog ideas. Most offer interesting insights-along with links to blog layout designs etc-am also discovering that visitors either consistently post while angered or are always irritated, by self-design. Routine grows rather old at best.

Weeks ago, I submitted my blog for review consideration. As removal of the request could smack of cowardice, and I refuse to entertain the immature egos of those that would believe it, I shall leave my request as it stands. I no longer care either way how their opinions might coagulate. Some are more credible than others-NJ, for one. Rassels another excellent example. Betsy too. In regard toward the others, I've lost interest and find them not only juvenile but boring. An assessment most likely to collect enemies.

Which makes one wonder: should attitude precast health, will the majority of the commenters live beyond forty or die of bleeding ulcers and blistered products of masturbation? Hm. Shall keep a journal and test theories.

Note to self: "Mia, never accept food from Gok. Especially biscottis."

Friday, March 13, 2009

5 Nymphs for Mia

Found this in my inbox: CLICK ME.
Many thanx to Literary Nymphs for a 5 out of 5 rating for Claimed by Darkness. According to their site, "5 Nymphs - An outstanding read. The reviewer found this book a credit to its genre!"

Would remind blog readers that Bad Boys, Bad Boys will be out March 16th at Total-E-Bound.

Other shit: Am attempting to join with fellow erotic writers for a podcast chat. Are working out the particulars for long distance methods to all be on cast at same time. Will provide more info as available.

Other-er shit: Rassles has me contemplating bacon. However saw Blog of Hilarity piece on making of. Have always enjoyed a cruncher but perhaps I should stay away from making of videos. Rather disturbing footage of pork sides. As I don't particularly have interest in Foreigner (same blog reference), may have to freeze and slice lead singer in order to enjoy. Whoever the hell he might be.

Note to self: "Mia, vegetarian bacon?"