Missing The "Dead," Mall Field Trips, and Those Who Can't Write, Edit

On a rerun of “Law & Order” on TNT I just saw an appearance by actress Ellen Muth.
Muth is the actress who starred as Georgia “George” Lass on the late, lamented Showtime series “Dead Like Me,” which long-time Threshold readers have often seen mentioned here.
She was only 16 at the time she was on that episode of L&O, but she was such a little cutie, especially with that trademark deadpan, monotone delivery and palpable bad attitude.
*Sigh*
I really miss DLM, especially after seeing Ellen in action.
Stupid Showtime.
I still don’t see the rationale behind a subscription-based network which doesn’t rely on advertising for revenue canceling a series due to low ratings.
Besides, it’s Showtime; even its best-rated shows have low ratings.
Dumbasses.
I didn’t manage to stick to my schedule very well today.
I basically just got off to a late start with my 9 am walk not starting until 9:20.
After I got home from that I got back on schedule for a little while, but then I ended up spending more time out in the world than I had planned to, and when I got home I had a hard time getting myself motivated enough to do much editing, though I did get through one of my shorter stories.
The reason I went out into the world was to make use of the gift card I’d gotten from Jamie last night. Along with doing more writing I’ve been intending to do more reading, so I was eager to pick up some new books.
Along with the books I picked up a copy of the latest issue of Maxim, which has the Frank Miller original “Sin City” artwork cover (It also features Brittany Murphy, who plays Shelle in the movie, inside looking pretty damn good for a crackhead, or retard, or whatever the hell she is. I mean, the chick is hot, but there is something seriously wrong with her brain.).
After I finished at the bookstore I was just going to hit the food court to grab lunch before heading to the grocery store.
On the way I went past a Suncoast store that had a prominently-featured display of “Sin City” merchandise, though, so I stopped in and picked myself up a T-shirt featuring Jessica Alba as Nancy.
While I was eating I noticed a large line of kids wearing school uniforms being herded into line at the Ben & Jerry’s stand by what appeared to be their teachers.
So apparently when the schools aren’t able to get away with just randomly declaring a holiday and closing down they take kids on field trips to the mall.
I just don’t get it. What’s the point of even having schools around here if no one is actually going to go?
When Scott’s daughter is old enough to go to school I’ll have to find out from him why she never does.
On the way to and from the mall I ran into a lot of traffic hassles thanks to the perpetual road construction that’s going on around here.
At this point I’m hard-pressed to figure out what they’re constructing. Basically it just looked like they were tearing up the road for the sheer hell of it.
On the way to the mall traffic conditions forced me to become the kind of driver I hate: the jackass who waits to the last second to merge when a lane is closed, causing the whole process to take forever.
I usually try to avoid that, but by the time I saw that I was going to have to merge to the right I was pretty much trapped in the left lane right up to the merging point.
And that was pretty much my day.
As I said, I did some editing on a shorter story. That involved catching some typos, random “extra” words (Places where I started to write one thing, but then changed my mind and said something else, though I ended up leaving one or two words from what I had started to write), and rewriting a few things.
You’ll note that I haven’t been doing any actual writing.
Ideally that will change, but in the meantime I’m sort of gradually easing into it.
On the topic of writing, though, I recently learned that there’s a “writing group” located in this area. They’re holding a presentation by some editors and an agent next month. I’m going to check it out and see if there might be any value in joining the group.
I don’t know if the odds favor that; I’ve never been much of a joiner.
Also, back when I was in college I attended some meetings for a writing group. It was pretty lame, and actually soured me on the idea.
Still, it would pass the time, and it might serve to inspire me, so we’ll see, I guess.
In any case, that’s it for now.