hey girl, you’ve got a problem

I have a full-time job – Monday through Friday, 8:30 am to 5:00 pm. I have a part-time non-paying job editing books when I get home. Right now I have a 60,000 word historical romance novel I need to line edit by Thursday. THIS Thursday. I also have submissions from members of my writer’s group that I have to read and critique. Then there is the book for my book club that I have to finish reading. Not to mention the book that I am supposed to be writing.  And I also try to carve out a few moments to write on this here blog for fun. But I need to read and comment on blogs that I follow as well because they are all so awesome.

Busy, right?
So, what do I do?
I start a new tumblr blog.
Because I am a lunatic.

See, last Friday, for some reason, I  was thinking about that “Hey girl, Ryan Gosling” meme that’s going around. If you aren’t familiar, it’s superimposed text over a photo of hot young actor Ryan Gosling that says ridiculously romantic things like, “Hey girl, I love how you look in sweatpants.” Or, “Hey girl, I can record the game, let’s go to the farmer’s market instead.” Sappy stuff like that.

Then my brain led me down a twisted thought path and I started musing about everyone’s favorite crossbow wielding redneck, Daryl Dixon from The Walking Dead, and what a very un-romantic character he is. He doesn’t have time for niceties or making a girl feel good about herself. He’s got squirrels to kill and zombie ears to collect and crossbow bolts to carve from tree branches, dammit!

And then I started cracking myself up (as I am wont to do) by the images I created in my head. But not satisfied with just my thoughts, I decided to bring them to life.

I understand that if you aren’t a fan of the show, all this will make little to no sense to you and for that, I apologize.

And then, because I am an attention whore, I created a tumblr blog where I can post this insanity for the whole internet to see.  What’s even worse? It’s actually kinda popular. I started this on Friday night and as of Monday afternoon the blog already has 53 followers. For some perspective, I started my Retro Fun tumblr over seven months ago and it only has 22 followers. The last thing I need is for other people to think this stuff is entertaining! Now I’ll want to keep doing it! When I should be doing something else!

I think I have raised procrastination to an art-form.
I have a problem.

And now I gotta go Google some more pictures of Daryl to caption.
Excuse me . . .

retro fun – movie edition

I recently started a tumblr blog for all my retro fun inappropriateness.  I originally wanted a tumblr so it would be easier to follow other tumblr blogs that I like.  The short-format style of those types of blogs lends itself to posting photos, so I figured why not give my retro ads a home of their own.  I’ve posted many new ones over there that aren’t on my Retro Fun page here, so you should go check it out.  Then start a tumblr blog of your own so you can repost my posts and feed my ever growing hunger for public adoration. (I wish I were joking.)

However, as a treat (ie. I couldn’t think of anything better to post), I thought I’d post some new retro fun here.  Well, two are new.  One I’ve posted over on the tumblr blog, but it fit in with the theme of movies so I included it.  It’s my blog and I can do stuff like that.  Like He-Man, I have the power. 


Can you guess all three movie references? There’s no prize except for my respect and bragging rights in the comments.  So, yeah, no prize.

things that make me wonder if i belong on the internet

  • I don’t own any action figures.
  • I don’t own anything owl-related.
  • I don’t know how to knit nor do I want to learn.
  • I still use two spaces after periods.
  • Do I have to watch the video? Can’t I just read an article?
  • I haven’t touched a video game since I was ten.
  • No. I don’t want to see your penis.
  • I don’t own any Legos.
  • Star Wars. I’m over it.
  • I only dress up in costumes on Halloween.
  • No. I’m not showing you my boobs.
  • When I see RPG I think “rocket-propelled grenade.”
  • I don’t know how to use PhotoShop.
  • Why is Batman every-f*cking-where?
  • Yes, it’s a Stormtrooper.  Yay.
  • There are movie-type trailers for video games?
  • Bacon is awesome.  I get it.
  • Seriously, what’s with all the boobs?
  • Have people forgotten how to be entertaining without the use of pictures or cartoons?
  • I don’t think I have ever even touched a comic book.
  • Must every pop culture reference be spliced with every other pop culture reference?
  • No. I don’t want to see a Vulcan Steampunk Female C-3PO riding a Unicorn to Mordor.

How I know that I probably belong on the internet more than I’d like to admit:

  • I have a blog.
  • I superimpose text over old pictures for a laugh.
  • I post said pictures on yet another blog.
  • Going more than an hour without checking twitter makes me anxious.
  • Seeing anything Firefly related makes me squee.
  • I use words like “squee.”
  • Getting sucked into a Wikipedia wormhole is a delightful way to spend an afternoon.
  • Lolcats still make me giggle.
  • I just spent an hour looking at funny pictures of cats.
  • Okay. I kinda want to see that Steampunk C-3PO Unicorn madness.

i’m socializing all up in this media

My on-line presence has grown like a metastasized cancer and is infecting all corners of the interweb.

(Cue: horror gal)

Yep, you can run but you can’t hide.  I can currently be found lurking at:

  • Facebook   
  • twitter       
  • This here blog.
  • Pinterest - You gotta check this place out if you haven’t already. It’s like a scrap-book of all the coolest stuff that people find on the internet.  You can lose hours of your life there.  But, don’t worry, someone will find them and pin them for you. 
  • tumblr.

The tumblr is brand new.  Because I am a whore for attention, I started a tumblr for my retro ads.  I’ll post old ones that can currently be seen on my Retro Fun page, but there will also be new ones sprinkled in, like little snarky surprises. 

Anywhere else you think I should spread my presence?

Ew.  That sounded all wrong.