If you were in trouble or ran afoul of the law, which fictional detective or investigator—from tv, movies, or books—would you want to help you?
Unfortunately, in order to get help from Leroy Jethro Gibbs, I'd have to be in the Naval Services...
However, I do know I'd want Alan Shore to defend me!
In other news, I should be working on my writer's critiques, but I'm trying to catch up on some other stuff before I get started again. I'm late, as usual... *sigh* But I had a few items to ding-post:
My potato-leek soup is teh AWESOME. It's better the second day, even. And VERY good with a crisp Reisling.
Dale Watson is coming back to Phoenix, YAY! And it's a Thursday night show, so I can deal with one day of being a zombie at work. My editor at About is working with his publicist to get me another interview; so I'd have to think of some more questions... and consider a quiet place to chat with him, since the Rhythm Room is anything but quiet, even after the show!
And in checking out the Rhythm Room's site, I see the amazing Reckless Kelly is there next week; I have to consider if I'll be up for a Tuesday night show! Woop! It's honky-tonk season!
Yesterday my arm didn't hurt at all; today there were a few twinges. Next week should be my last weekly massage session, but I think I'll keep up at least once a month, since obviously, IT HELPS! Plus listening to her about not babying it and getting some serious upper body weight training back in -- I just need to remember to ice it once in a while.
And I'll say it once again: Michelle Obama rocks!