The Whistler's Dream

Everybody needs a dream...
Mine is to go to Oklahoma and play whistles for The Pioneer Woman. (Having been invited, not in a "creepy stalker" kind of way, for the record.) Heck, I'd play in a pup tent in the backyard for the joy of the cows and critters. What can I say? I'm a fan.
Everybody needs a dream...

Random Fluffy Foto!

Random Fluffy Foto!
Writing in bed, and Beka editing by ear. Really. The ear typed some letters. Really.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

An utter lack of bloggage

So, why hasn't Cal been blogging lately?

1) Season 10 of Down Gilead Lane is in post prod - that means Cal's a busy boy.

2) Our office computer, the one that Vicki built on our anniversary a number of years ago, finally died. So, a lot has been on hold while she was working through getting the other one online.

3) See #1.

:-D

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

blah blah blah...what was that you said in a previous post about not making any excuses, and wanting to be called on it??? :)

Only kidding...or am I? Hope all is well in the big mitten!

Slim Jim