Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Life with Bats

This cute little bugger is one of 5 (Five) bats that appeared inside our house in the woods this week. I caught four of them with towels. Like a matador.

Had to have rabies shots, five on the first go-round, and one every few days afterwards.

Making things a little more complicated about solving our bat problems, I found that bats are federally protected (like bankers and hedge fund managers), so you can't just go up in their roosting area and nuke them.

I know, I know. They do a million wonderful things for the environment. All those insects they scoop up and all that.

This is apparently bat season, when the young bats are flailing around, making the bat roost a chaotic place and causing them to make bad decisions about where to go hunting. Like our living room.

You have to plug the places they enter the house and put a one way flap on their entry points into the house. A flap door so they can exit but not return. All this is very complicated and expensive, and the bat people who do the work are in big demand, so there's a wait before anything final can be done.

Meanwhile, no bats have reappeared in the last few days after we plugged a few suspicious spots around the fireplace. But we still duck and cover when a moth flutters nearby.

Naturally, it's all good material, and it just so happens I've got a dandy way to use all my new bat knowledge in the Thorn novel I'm working on at the moment.

That's one of the great things about writing these books. No matter how bad things might get in the real world, I find myself almost immediately grateful to have such good new material for fiction.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Go Ahead, It's Healthy

Just as many of us have been saying for years, don't knock ogling.

I don't think they meant man boobs.

So purely in the interests of good health, here's your fifteen minute workout, a few boobs.

And another fifteen for good measure.

P.S. If only it were true.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010


Glad to know there's a Good Republican Idea. Even if they disavow it now.

I keep hearing that this is just a natural cycle. It's happened before.

Don't worry about it. Our grandkids can solve it.

Don't worry, be happy. There are plenty of people who can refudiate all these dire forecasts. Including one who believes she's Shakespeare's equal.

Unfortunately almost all of them are basing their opinions on financial impact of regulations, not science. It costs too much to save the planet.

Oh, yeah, and there's that great anti-global warming argument that a few of you have commented on here: Al Gore lives in an energy wasting house.

So, in a few years we'll be buying our windmills and solar panels from China.

At least they'll be cheap.

In case you want to do something there's always a call to your friendly congress person.

Oh, hell, maybe I'm just being an alarmist.

I think I'll go pick some blackberries in our secret spot. They're a month early this year. I wonder why.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

David Foster Wallace

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

So I plugged the first two paragraphs of the new Thorn novel into the website I Write Like, expecting Stephen King's name to pop up, but no... It's David Foster Wallace. A blessing or a curse?