We had a bit of a snowstorm today, which resulted (for the first time in the nearly 8 years that I've worked in downtown Toronto) in our quietly being allowed to go home early "if we had concerns about the trip home". So now I'm done work until next year! Hurrah!

Anne of Green Gables: A New Beginning aired this evening, and, while the girl who played young Anne was very good, overall the thing was A TRAVESTY.  I phoned my sister to inform her of this half an hour into it, and her reply was "THEN STOP WATCHING THE TV."

Really, some people are no fun at all...

Quite possibly the truest thing I have ever seen in a newspaper, courtesy of The Globe and Mail's David Eddie, advising a man who took his wife's "I don't want any fuss for my birthday" literally, and is now not doing so well at home...

"The other potentially deadly miscalculation you made, brother, is to fail to realize that, whatever women may say to the contrary (again, sorry to those to whom this does not apply), they love presents.

Not so much, in my observation, for the material rush a new necklace or watch or fur coat provides (though, obviously, it doesn't hurt), but for the tangible evidence they provide that you, stunned as you may be in other ways, are capable of putting together several thoughts about her that are, well, at least consecutive, even when she's not around."

Fifteen years ago today, I got in a car with three strangers from my university residence, and went off to Buffalo to see a band play.  And it was fun.  The band was good.  I met a lot of people that day.  People who, as it would turn out, changed absolutely everything.  They became friends, room-mates, surrogate family, traveling companions, mentors, partners in crime, sources of inspiration... and the life I thought I had planned out for myself veered wildly, wonderfully off-course.  

Time goes on, of course, and we grow up, and go off to see the world on our own, and while I still have a few dear friends from those days, most of us have drifted apart.  So wherever you guys find yourselves tonight, cheers!  And thanks for everything.

Have you ever thought to yourself, "if only I could participate in carbon offsetting and send e-cards at the same time?"  Well, that happy day is here, my friends!


www.platypus-cards.com is a website that a friend of mine recently (as in, I got home from the launch party at 2 this morning) launched that lets you give the gift of carbon offsets - for the price of a greeting card and postage, you can not only help save the planet, you can avoid worrying about getting things into the mail on time!  Eco-minded procrastinators rejoice!

IcelandAir felt moved to inform me:

With the dramatic increase in the value of the US Dollar against the Icelandic Krona, Iceland is now a top bargain destination, giving consumers nearly twice the spending power compared to last year.

...um, I think I'll keep my money out of Iceland krona for now, thanks...

This is just a post to let anybody who might care (and might not already know) that I posted two (two!) fics in the past month or so, Menagerie and Five Six Times Things Did Not Turn Out As Bob Expected, and One Time They Did, and it is not, in fact, a post to put the links up so that I can easily find them the next time I want to obsess about things having to do with fic and feedback.
How dare you suggest such a thing.

Title: The Guild (Part Nine)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 4560

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Nine: Showtime.  Contains the words “blood loss”.

Title: The Guild (Part Eight)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 4094

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Eight: Bob starts putting the pieces together; Harry learns a thing or two.  (Or perhaps it's the other way around.) Contains the words “grown man”.

 

Title: The Guild (Part Seven)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 2422

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Seven: Bob conjures up another bit of his past; Harry can't leave well enough alone.  Contains the words "shot glass".

Title: The Guild (Part Six)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 4291

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Six: Bob reminisces; Harry gets breakfast.  Contains the words "burnt coffee".

 

 

Title: The Guild (Part Five)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 3812

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Five: Bob takes a meeting; Harry turns up eventually.  Contains the words “family secret”.

 

Title: The Guild (Part Four)
Author: bakerybard 
Word Count: 4343

Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Miss a Part?  Part Two, Part Three

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Four: Bob takes a trip; Harry gets a headache.  Contains the words "reliable ghosts".

 

Title: The Guild (Part Three)
Author: bakerybard
Word Count: 3608

Disclaimers and notes in Part One

Miss a Part?  Part Two

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Three: Bob goes shopping; Harry takes a case.  Contains the words "Dim Sum".

 

Title: The Guild (Part Two)
Author:

bakerybard
Disclaimers and notes in Part One
Word Count: 2767

Summary:  The past isn’t always what you thought it was.  Neither is the present.

Part Two: Bob pays a price; Harry finds buried treasure. Contains the words “card game”.

 

Title: The Guild (Part One)
Author: bakerybard
Universe: TV, with a book character cameo
Pairing: Bob/Harry
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 1694

All characters herein are fictional. No Dresden Files characters are mine. Trevor is mine, no matter how much he insists it’s the other way around.

Beta’d by the lovely and talented rusty_armour and weslyn, who made this fic so much more betterer, I just can’t even say…

Special thanks to beachkid for unfailing enthusiasm (\o/) and dubghall, who remains a light in dark places when all other lights go out. *g*


Summary: The past isn’t always what you thought it was. Neither is the present.

Part One: The High Council comes to call. Coffee ensues. Contains the words “derivative hacks”.

 

Purdy's has chocolate skulls!

It's finally starting to maybe possibly feel like fall!  Hurrah!

BakeryBard Cabaret presents

So, a request went out through SBLand for smarm, high on the goopiness.  My muses still aren't talking to me, so fic was out of the question.  With goopy smarm on the brain, however, I naturally arrived at Just the Way You Are, by Billy Joel.  Beware the Hrothbert!Muse, for it lurks in ballads of days gone by!

Take me to the vid, already.