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There’s been an awful lot of guesting and hosting going on lately. It’s going to slow down, but not go completely away. I will say that it was all original content, even if you followed me to another site or heard from one of my guests. Quantum Wanderlust seems to be selling well, I’ve never seen it out of the top twenty, but reviews have been hard to come by.

Yesterday was a strange work day. There is an airshow going on at the Boise Airport this weekend. Yesterday the USAF Thunderbirds were practicing outside my office window. I tried to get a photo for one of those “looking out my window” posts. You know the ones where a fox came by or something. Those darned Thunderbirds are fast. We still have leaves on the trees and all I got was quick fly-bys through the gaps. I saw some diamond formations and at one time they were about thirty feet from my window. Really shakes the glass.

I read a short story in Quantum Wanderlust during my lunch hour. That’s the only way I can get through it, one story per day. This one is about a Navy pilot and the added sound effects really enhanced the story.

Today, I dedicated my time to blogging. I assembled and scheduled three posts for next week. In some cases, I had to follow up with someone for a bio or something, but they were all good about sending things to me. I also had to write Lisa’s lead in to this week’s Macabre Macaroni story.

Some reading time found me this morning. Don’t know what I did to earn that, but I made full advantage of it. I enjoy reading, but it’s a rare few hours in my life.

There are still two more posts I have to write, but they won’t post for weeks. Yes, I could have dedicated my hours to those, but I wanted to read. Sometimes want-to plays a role.

2017 has been a strange year. My timing feels off somehow. I just completed a paranormal tale, but it’s in draft form. It’s fermenting before I take my editing passes at it. If I’d been thinking, I would have started sooner, and released it during October. Now I’m asking myself if I should put it away for a whole year and release it next October. I’ll never make it. It’s a fun story, and I can always give it a second push in October 2018.

I’ve been focusing on pushing my other paranormal tales, but the results aren’t what they were in previous years. There are pages being read on my Amazon report, so it isn’t all grim. I don’t mean to sound grim.

As far as October themed tales go, not all is lost. Right now the Major League Baseball playoffs are in full swing. That’s very much an October thing. If you’re looking for something that screams October, without blood and monsters, maybe you’d enjoy The Enhanced League. It’s a steal at 99¢.

In other news, we took the camper and had it winterized this afternoon. It’s kind of a bummer. The hospital screwed up Old What’s Her Face’s schedule, so we don’t get a lot of weekends together. We only got to take it out twice this year. Hopefully, next year will bring a more promising schedule her way.

Next week, I have to make a work trip to Portland. I’ll be able to play in the comments, but may be out of touch for a few hours at a time. If I get a few moments, I’ll try to update from Portland. Might see something cool.

Way out in the future, we scored a pair of tickets to a Pink concert. Yeah, yeah, the show is in Las Vegas and everyone has to say something about the shooting. I can’t cower inside forever. We can use our daughter’s flight benefits and fly for free, which leaves us with lodging and food for a fun long weekend next Spring.

The Weekend, so far

Yesterday was home improvement day. I brought the camper home, so workers could have access to the house without canine interruption. My summer experience with bulldogs wasn’t great, so I insisted they have air conditioning available. Turns out the camper trick worked well.

I was forced to sequester myself inside the camper with the dogs. I worked on some long suffering edits, but didn’t get them all finished. Don’t tell anyone, but it was awesome.

The workers decided to quit about three o’clock, which I thought was odd. This meant a return visit this morning. We went to the first round of the fair after they left for the day. Our fair has free concerts included in the price of admission. This was the big event last night.

I snapped this pic right before one of our famous summer thunderstorms. To her credit, Joan finished her song in the rain. The Firemarshal made them step offstage. She vowed to come back and finish, and she did. Some people left, but the finale was wonderful.

The concert ran late, but some of the food booths were still open. We went different directions and met at the picnic tables. I wound up with an awesome gyro that I may have to take a repeat visit on.

Just because I’m that way, does anyone else think the hand-washing station looks like an alien?

When the workers left, my house looked like this.

By noon today, the entire job was finished. We really like it, and here’s a pic before we put all the furniture back.

My company is all here, and came in handy for lugging couches back in. We’re headed back to the fair, and the free concert is Trace Adkins. He’s good, but I was more pumped up to see Joan Jett. Today I’m more excited to visit the food vendors with a little more time to cruise around.