The Guilty Party

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Words Since Last Update: 280

Current Word Count: 12762

Current Chapter: Still working on Chapter Six.

Yesterday, at least as far as writing is concerned, was mostly puttering around with the end of Chapter Five and what I already had for Six. Not what I really want to do, but when you get an idea on how a sentence, paragraph, bit of action, whatever, can be improved, I think it's best to act on it while the thought is still warm. Heck, while it's still on the radar. My notekeeping skills are way below what they should be, so if I don't incorporate a change, especially a minor one, Right Now, I'm screwed.

Still, I did get a bit further in Chapter Six; Ted and Jerry and Special Agent Parker are on their way to meet Rimtan, the jazz musician from the tiny Middle Eastern nation of Bodhran, when they suddenly have to take a detour into downtown Tempe. Seems sixteen year old musical prodigy Rimtan has a taste for the ladies and he has escaped from his hotel to the nearest Hooters in order to sample the local culture. Parker has bolted out of the car, after giving Ted and Jerry instructions to stay put. Of course Jerry follows close after, which means the limo driver/other agent goes to fetch him back. Ted is left alone in the back of the limo with Sarah, his beloved Gibson jazz guitar which also featured in Boomerang. Does Ted follow the others to see what the fuss is in Hooters? If so, does he take Sarah with him? At this point I'm not sure what is going to happen. And heck, I may come up with something and have a much better idea two days or five weeks from now. But the action has to move forward and that's what is going to happen in about ten minutes when I'm done with this entry.

Today is a Go In At 3:00 PM day at work. Merchandise offload shift which should keep me there until midnight or a bit later. It's a long day when you get up at 5:00 AM in order to get the kid to band practice a bit after six o'clock, but it hasn't killed me yet. I'll sleep in tomorrow and my wife will somehow squeeze in being the school taxi before she heads to work.

Just for jollies (and to properly limber up the typing fingers) how about we have a look at just a few of the headlines that are in today's Arizona Republic newspaper?

Arizona panel: Ban paddling of schoolkids. Yep, it seems that thirty-two of the state's 214 school districts have policies that allow a teacher or administrator to hit a child. You can call it corporal punishment, you can call it paddling, but hitting is what it is. And the lesson a child gets from being hit? Well, seems to me the lesson learned is usually this: If you're bigger and/or in a position of power, and/or don't like what someone else is doing, you can hit people. Tom Horne, our state Superintendent of Public Instruction, who has enjoyed a bit of publicity lately due to his tendency to acquire speeding tickets, is quoted near the end of the article. "I've always felt corporal punishment is inappropriate in schools." Good on him. But maybe he could have stopped before adding, "Only parents should be able to do that." Hit kids, that is. Oh, in the earlier article chronicling Mr. Horne's challenges as regards traffic laws, it was mentioned that he is considering running for State Attorney General.

Bear climbs ladder to escape sunken skate park in Colo. Good for the bear and good for the Parks and Rec workers of Snowmass, Colorado for lowering the ladder and giving the bear a means of exit.

No cure for health care at town halls. Columnist E.J. Montini once again writes plainly and convincingly about the real and disastrous effects our current health care "system" has on real, hardworking, law-abiding, citizens of our great nation. Montini writes of a man who would have liked to have attended Senator John McCain's town-hall meeting on health care reform but couldn't because he had to sell his car to pay his medical bills. A bit later in the column, Montini cites a study recently published in the American Journal of Medicine that said that roughly 62 percent of bankruptcies are due to medical bills. We may or may not need a government run health insurance option, you know, like the one that covers our elected representatives so well? But we sure as hell need reforms in place that keep insurance companies doing what they should be doing, instead of spending so much time and energy figuring out ways not to because they think it will increase their bottom line. If some folks (Sarah Palin, anybody?) are afraid of death panels, they need look no further than the accounting departments of health insurance companies.

Big headline on page one of the "Arizona Living" section: Seduced by 'Sexting' It seems teenagers are sending inappropriate images and texts to each other. Really? Who put the means to do so into their hands? Sure, we can all trust our kids to do the right thing all the time. Lapses of judgement never afflict the cautious teenagers in our lives. Right? Besides, if we catch 'em doing it we can always correct the behavior by smacking 'em on the butt. With a two-by-six with holes drilled in it for increased speed. Tom Horne says it's okay.

Lastly, and then I'll get on with Fun with Ted and Jerry.

Pizza guy's car back for lots of dough. John Schnatter, founder of Papa John's Pizza, is all happy because he located and bought back his 1971 Camaro Z-28. He had sold it in 1983 to raise money to help save his father's tavern in Jeffersonville, Indiana. A worthy and commendable sacrifice. But he missed the car. So Schnatter put out a quarter of a million dollar reward for it. The people who had originally purchased it from Schnatter had sold it, but they did some searching and found the current owner, who, admirable fellow that he is, put aside his own affections for the vehicle and sold it back to Schnatter for the reward of $250,000. The folks who helped track it down received $25,000 for their trouble. In celebration of the Finding of the Lost Camaro, Schnatter had all his Papa John's locations hand out free pizzas Wednesday to anyone driving a Camaro.

I know that it was Schnatter's money and he should be able to do whatever he wants with it. I know I don't want people telling me how to spend the fiver that every once in a while strays off course and finds its way into my wallet, but does anybody else think $275,000 could have been put to better use?

We'll have to see how I view this scenario after I become quite nicely rich.

See ya.

Oh, wait a sec! I baked scones yesterday. With dark chocolate chunks in 'em. They are good.

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I am a writer with a longtime interest in photography. I'm a dad, husband, photographer, and not very good guitarist. My first novel, Boomerang, is available in both paperback and ebook form at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Smashwords.com. As a matter of fact, my second novel, The Baer Boys, can be found at exactly the same places.