Dysfunction Junction, Quash That Gumption

OK, so work's been shit, and I can't talk about it lest I lose the job I am trying to... well, lose.
But there's a new post over at Daily Skirt.

And if you're looking for something good to read, well, have you bought Eileen's book Unpredictable yet? It's gorgeous and fun, and it is also in stores under the original name (In The Stars), so if you haven't yet, off you go!

Mmmmm BEEEEEF

We have this fascination with the voice of the Washington Beef Council's spokesman, Sam Elliott. And maybe he's the National Beef Council's spokesman - whatever. The thing is, he has this great, hilarious deep Western voice and he's always saying unlikely things like "Steak Diane" where "Diane" lasts a full 5 seconds.

C, my husband, can imitate this voice perfectly. The other night, after I made him a top-round pot roast (simple) with a port wine reduction (fiddly), he turned to me and said, in the Beef Man's voice, "You complete me."

Maybe you had to be there. Whatever, wine came spurting out my nose all the same.

I now have 24 hours to come up with the next 5 pages of my novel for my UCLA class. Bad, bad little writer.