The Results Are In

Today I:

• had a bagel with salmon cream cheese and an Americano for breakfast
• wonder why my work doesn't take Good Friday off
• wonder what Good Friday is

The Poll Results

I closed the poll this morning and took a good look at the results. At the top was Cats (7 votes) and the bottom (not counting Other) was Romantic Interests (2 votes). Nearly everything else came in equally (5 votes each), except Supernatural Fiends, which lagged behind at only 4 votes. That's right: Supernatural Fiends got two more votes than Romantic Interests. You're a funny bunch, preferring monsters to romance, but I like you anyway because you love cats. And besides... I cast a vote for Supernatural Fiends, too. And Cats, of course.

Jeanette got my mind running wild between dimensioning reflected ceiling plans and scrounging for food from the OKC yesterday with her comment about battling monsters with knitting tools. Don't think I don't think about these things, folks. One of my all-time favorite reads ever (despite forgetting the author and title) was a satire about an office worker who was battling the return of Cthulhu from his cubicle - Dilbert meets H.P. Lovecraft. (If you know what I'm talking about, please please please email me.) I'm perfectly prepared to go outside the box, too, provided there's a good giggle along the way. And maybe a latte or a Crazy Irishman*. You know how it is.

So cats, mystery, Boston, the food/yarn thing (surprise!), interpersonal drama, and (are we doomed?) patterns from moi, with some supernatural fiending and very little kissy-kissy. Okay. I'm going to go think about this, and with any luck I'll have full plot outline and a chapter by Sunday night. (I'm not going to post the plot outline, by the way. Hope I didn't get your hopes up there. I'm just posting the chapter. And I'm not going to tell what supernatural fiends I come up with, either. So there! Take that suspense. Enjoy it.)

Until then... (giggling diabolically)

Last night, I:

• ate something I shouldn't have. Lived to regret it.
• had a panini and a bag of Kettle chips with mint tea for dinner
• crocheted some
• started a knit washcloth
• bought red sock yarn
• finished reading Police at the Funeral by Margery Allingham

*My impromptu name for a drink whose actual name I couldn't remember, and still can't. It had coffee and whiskey and Irish cream and whipped cream, and my, it was good. The waiter knew what I meant, which is the important part. He was Irish. And not crazy. More like zany.

Edit:I found it! William Browning Spencer's Resume with Monsters. Wonderful book.