Nancy, you missed me! Thank you!
I haven't been blogging for three reasons:
1. I didn't have anything nice to say, and so I didn't say anything;
2. When I wasn't whining about how nothing works in this house, I was out having fun with friends (yes, I have one or two left) or inside getting really mad at technology and putting more duct tape on my computer (figuratively speaking) because I'm not about to get a new one as long as they all come with Vista;
3. I've had a chance to "audition" to be a speech writer for a person (non-politician) for whom I'd very much like to be a speech writer. I'd like to say that I've been working non-stop to land this great gig, but I've mainly been stressing over it, losing sleep and doing acceptable procrastination activities, such as cleaning my office, doing laundry, exercising and hauling lightning-damaged electrical equipment to the dump. I also took two carloads of stuff to the church garage sale (proceeds go to Habitat). I didn't allow myself to blog because blogging is fun and nothing fun is allowed while procrastinating.
Approved procrastination activities are the things you should do every day or every week, but save them up until you have a project.
If my house is clean, my laundry is sparklingly done and my blown TVs are in the dump, you know I am procrastinating heavily.
There are others "auditioning" for the speech writer job. I sent my speech in yesterday and am not sure how I feel about it. I don't know the man, have never met him, and have only seen short clips of him on the Internet. I don't know his message or his style or what he wanted to say to this particular audience. I don't know the history or future plans of the institution he heads, though I am impressed by it. I suspect my style is too conversational and not eloquent and dignified enough, but who knows. Maybe he'll like it. I have him being humorous in several places in the speech I wrote for him, which is something entirely missing from everything else I've seen or read that he's done. He's more a "thousand points of light" kind of guy than a "did you hear the one about ....." fellow.
Still, all audiences like a little levity, and I don't think he's anti-humor. Or maybe I'm just not all that funny. Or maybe I am funny and he's not. Or maybe he'll love me because he'll love the adoration of awake, laughing audiences. Assuming he gives the speech a try and doesn't use one of my competitor's more grandiose ones that start off with stupid, convoluted structures like "Four-score and seven...." Who'd hang around and listen to that? Nothing memorable there.
Anyway, in theory, I would love this steady work and love to write speeches (especially since I don't have to give them, in case the jokes fail). But, if he doesn't feel like my style works for him, it probably wouldn't be a good fit anyway.
In the meantime, you won't believe how clean my house is.


I was one more click-here-and-find-the-lightning-post away from posting Where's Anne? Glad you're still around. Making me miiighty curious who the speechifier is. Good luck!
Posted by: Anwyn | August 11, 2008 at 09:38 PM
Hey, if you run out of things to clean at your place feel free to come clean mine. I react to stress just the opposite way: I lose interest in cleaning altogether.
I've been stressed for a while so we could definitely keep you busy around here!
Posted by: Venomous Kate | August 18, 2008 at 07:44 PM