Hell or Jail or Canada

[mrissa]

Sold a story today: Challenging Destiny wants "Heart-Shaped Hole," the novelette I wrote after wshaffer and Daniel gave me a book about Greenland. Yay, Canadians! Yay, sale! If it was cooler, I'd put on my Leafs jersey to celebrate.

(The title of this entry is from a Shel Silverstein poem called "Rudy Felsh." The line about how Rudy Felsh is likely to go to hell or jail or Canada struck me as silly when I was small and read it. When I got a little bigger, American history came down on my head with a thud again, and I realized why an American of Silverstein's age -- and the speaker in the poem's age -- would have going to Canada as an option with the other two. Sometimes I think my life is a series of history crashing in and me going, "Ohhhhhh.")

In honor of upcoming six years of lawfully wedded bliss, I extravagantly bought a new can-opener that is not the absolute cheapest model available, and also a new toilet brush. Some people say, "What would happen to our society if two men or two women were allowed to get married?" I'll tell you what would happen: five to ten years later they'd have to start replacing some of the stuff they'd gotten for wedding presents. Watch for it to happen in Canada. You heard it here first.

Comments

[raecarson.livejournal.com]

Woohoo! Congrats, u.

[stillsostrange.livejournal.com]

Hurrah for a wanted story!

[literaticat.livejournal.com]

congrats on story and on wedded bliss!

[truepenny.livejournal.com]

Yay sale!

[dichroic.livejournal.com]

I hope that doesn't imply you got a toilet brush as a wedding present :-)

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

In fact, it does. My aunt Kath gave us one as a shower present, the very best one she could find, and I wrote her a thank-you with my favorite thank-you line ever in it: "Dear Aunt Kathy, Thank you so much for the toilet brush. I will think of you every time I scrub the john." And I do.

[everyonesakitty.livejournal.com]

Yay! congrats!

[ladysea.livejournal.com]

YAY! for the sold story!

YAY for new household toys!



YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY! for the pure sugar running though my veins. WHOOT!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Ummm...if you say so, sure! Everybody likes hyperSeas, right?

[ladysea.livejournal.com]

I think the 7 little girls upstairs enjoyed it for a while.


I am not sure I will be able to speak on Sunday...but oh well.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Do you have anything you absolutely have to say on Sunday anyway?

[ladysea.livejournal.com]

Go Mark and Matt! GO!

Oh...and I am sure at one point I will have to yell...NOOOOO...NOT THE SMARMY BASTARD!

(Sorry...racing stuff) =P

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It's okay. As someone occasionally moved to shout CHECK HIM! CHECK HIIIIIIM!, I understand. Different context, similar theory.

[nycshelly.livejournal.com]

Yes, congrats!

[dsgood.livejournal.com]

Congratulations!

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

I'll tell you what would happen: five to ten years later they'd have to start replacing some of the stuff they'd gotten for wedding presents.

SEE? Replacing wedding presents! Weddings become disposable! The downfall of the species is sure to follow suit! Repent! Repent!

(Congrats on the sale!)

[rachelmanija.livejournal.com]

Congratulations!

I think I vaguely remember Rudy Felsh, but I vividly remember Sarah Sylvia Cynthia Stout, who would not take the garbage out.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I remember more of those poems than is probably reasonable, actually. My brain produces snips of them at odd times: "Thankee, Jim, says Captain Me" comes out a lot.

[leahbobet.livejournal.com]

Wooo sale!

[retrobabble.livejournal.com]

Yay, sale! *adds confetti to the general mix*

[kythiaranos.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on the sale!