Sometimes, I’m so easy to please.

In total contrast to the rant from yesterday evening, today has been pretty good.

We got slammed by a dissolving squall line coming in from Grand Rapids. Holy crap was that cool! The Malibu (*cue the Malibu song*) was rocking back and forth on its shocks, and I thought, “Did someone just hit me?” I look to my right, and see traffic lights, street signs, and trees getting thrashed by intense winds. So, of course, my brilliant response to myself was, “Oh.” Then I rushed home, at ‘s wisdom, to shut a bunch of windows. Then I got RAINED ON, and it was awesome.

Verizon bill is paid, and after trucking around the entire city of Lansing (west to north to east to south to west), I have procured this:

And one of these:

I’m now holed up in Theio’s, where I plan on doing some work for Smart Networks and reading Wired while basking in the wonderful air conditioning.

Not food poisoning. Definitely the flu.

This post started with the mood “sick.” Since I’m feeling much better now (“She turned me into a newt!”), I figure this mood setting is appropriate.

It’s difficult to think about this weekend without thinking about hating my stomach and all of the things it can goat my digestive tract into doing. This flu seems to have a three- to four-day incubation period, so if you feel a bit light-headed about three days after we hung out, and then hug the toilet, you can feel free to blame me.

, you might want to spread the word to those that were at Grandma’s 80th birthday party to take extra precautions. I’m going to feel REALLY bad if I got anybody sick while I was there. :/

Other than that, I had a wonderful time at Grandma’s 80th b-day party. I hope everybody’s Easter went well. Mine was spent working on the novel and being generally thankful for a restful stomach.

Reminder: The end date for pre-orders for the novel release party in Detroit and the signing in Lansing is Wed., April 19th. We will have extras there for purchase, but are shooting in the dark when it comes to how many extra to order.

The teaser is finished. The final red-pen is finished. The final edit is finished. The text is ready to go. The cover art is ready to go (thanks !). The back cover blurb is ready to go (thanks !). All before the due date. The web page is -almost- done.

Yes, Megatron sucks, and Prime rocks. As it should be. :)