So many bits of randomness to share today. . .
First off, the freaking fantastic Kris Norris made me a shiny new book trailer for Moonlit Menage - you can see it here. I'd put it on the blog, but I always end up screwing something up, and it rarely works right, so I'm jut putting up the link.
Secondly, fellow Michigan author, and all around awesome person, Roxanne Roads, has graciously allowed me to guest post on her Fangtastic Books blog and offer a contest. I'd love it if you stopped by and said hi and enter the contest. :)
And lastly, my washing machine is on the fritz. Actually, it's old and tired and sick of the insane amounts of laundry I force it to do every week. Last night, it stopped in the middle of a load and I went downstairs to fiddle with it and had the following conversation that Chris said I had to post.
Me: (in the basement) C'mon sweetie. I know you're tired, but can't you just hang in there with me? Just until tax time?
Matt: (yelling through down the laundry chute that's under the bathroom sink on the first floor) Who are you talking to?
Me: The washing machine. I'm trying to convince it that it has something to live for.
Matt: (a long period of silence followed by the door to the laundry chute door slowing closing, then a squeak as it's wrenched back open) Is it working?
For those of you who may be wondering, the washing machine was swayed by my pleas and began working again.
EDIT: We're currently looking for a name for our esteemed laundry companion - actually, we're just hoping that the right name and the proper amount of respect and gratitude will keep it running for a few more months. So c'mon people, help me name that washing machine.
All suggestions are welcome!!!!