Nine on Sabbatheve

Hmm, today I know not what to write about. On my way home from the grocery store I ran into a guy who didn’t know where his house was, other than that it was near Allen’s and Maverick. I guess he’d just moved in. Bummer. :)

Well, I’ve set myself the goal of getting Beyond up and running by the end of August. So that’ll be taking up a lot of my time. We’ll see how it goes.

I’m tired and my energy seems to have disappeared, so this’ll be short. I may or may not be able to post tomorrow — I’ve got a lot of personal e-mails and letters to catch up on. In the meantime, here’s a small challenge for any of you who feel up to it:

Write a story in 100 words or less which involves a vacuum cleaner somehow, and when you’re done, post it in the comments. The prize? Um, fame, glamour, and glory, at least amongst the readers of this blog. :)

Throw in your two cents