Morning Meanderings

I dreamt of murder last night. I dreamt that I watched a cow get slaughtered then I began to cut the fat off the liver, making the comment that the cow wouldn't have survived for very much longer because it had a fatty liver. It was disgusting how much fat I sloughed off the large organ. I then began to cut the liver into small slices for sale. It was one of those dreams where I could feel and smell everything. Working in a slaughterhouse is something I would never...could never...do. Now, I wouldn't have any qualms about eating my fellow survivors after a plane crash in the Andes, but killing a cow was just disturbing.

Today consists of taking Aunt Tudi to the doctor, then a trip to Wal-Mart. I think I'd rather kill a cow than go to Wal-Mart, but what must be done...must be done. Maybe I'll collect some fodder about which to write while I'm there. There are so many times I'll leave that hellhole with notes written all over my hands. I'm like the illustrated woman. With school about to start and the kids out of their minds trying to get supplies, I'm betting I'll find something rancid to write about.

I'll also be mailing the flyers off to booraven22 and some to the Mother Unit. I'm curious to know how effective this advertising campaign will be. Hopefully, it will be wildly successful and Cadmus Pariah will become a terrifying household name around the globe and on the moon.

Breakfast = two pieces of toast with apple butter. Yum.

The Case of the Frantic Wal-Mart Child

On our way out of Wal-Mart, there dashed past us this 4 to 5-year-old kid screaming his little head off. He'd lost his people and he was heading for the exit to try to find them. I just kept on walking because I'm a misanthropist and I wanted to get out of Wal-Mart. Aunt Tudi, being the better half of our team, helped some other motherly-type women to head him off at the pass and try to find his folks. While I checked out the groceries, Aunt Tudi was being the philanthropic soul she is and had to find me in the throng after the kid's people were found. I would have stopped to help, but my methods would have been a bit different as I would have caught the little shit by his shirt and taken him to customer service to make the announcement to his Jerry Springer fambly that they'd lost one of their retarded offspring. All's well that ends well, I guess, and I didn't have to get involved thanks to Aunt Tudi being such a good person.

BOOM

We're having an electric storm and it's right over our house. Toby is beside himself as well as being all up in Aunt Tudi's grill. He's usually all up in my grill, but I sit closer to the door, and he wants no part of being anywhere near the storm. This is just fantastic that we're having a storm, though. It'll help cool things down a tad. Last I heard, the apparent temperature was 93 but, with the humidity, it felt like 103. This place is cursed.

Words of Cadmus

This new body, devoid of mortal life, feels like a perpetual supernova, all-consuming and utterly amazing. Why any Vampire would choose to mortate is beyond my comprehension and I fancy myself to be an expert on All Things Vampiric. The Night is more mine than it ever has been and, even though I must begin the slow ascension of the Sun Trials as a novice of Solaris, I feel that I am more powerful than ever. It is with relish that I take both human and Vampire life without the need to wait for transubstantiation. It’s not nearly as fun without my mother to terrorise, but I am occupying my time with forming another, darker band to spread my gospel among the mortal lost. The Emo and Goth alike are like fresh fruit for the picking and I am so willing to pick my fill and beyond.

A Few Points

I was a tad vague in my welcome to the new readers, so I supposed I should be a bit more detailed. Veterans of the Cliffs need not go through it, as you've been through it enough, bless your pea-pickin' hearts.

1. I'm a writer. An author, now, I guess I should say. My first book, The Chalice, is scheduled to be released to the unsuspecting public next month. It's the first of a trilogy called The Vampire Relics and surrounds the goings-on of a group of Vampires trying to collect those relics whilst dealing with a most unpleasant character by the name of Cadmus Pariah. The books are inspired by and deeply influenced by a band named Shriekback.


2. I am a freelance promoter of Shriekback, having begun a search for fellow fans in 2000 and accidentally meeting the leader of the band, Barry Andrews. He and I have an odd relationship. It's part friendship, part business-partnership, part hero-worship, and part what the hell? I write about him a lot. He lets me listen to his music before it's unleashed upon the world. He's a lovely fellow of whom I have an unsubstantiated phobia and an undeniable fascination.


3. I get causes. My last cause was The Joker Blogs. I became such a fervent supporter, I insinuated myself on the promotion team. I still believe in the creator of the Blogs and believe he's the future of Hollywood.


4. I am owned by four dogs and three cats. I used to have many more cats than I have now, being deep into the animal rescue thing, but finances don't allow me to do that anymore.


5. My Aunt Tudi lives with me. She's in poor health, as am I, so we spend our down time at doctors' offices harassing healthcare workers.


6. I'm a misanthropist with a deep-seated hope that the Mayan Calendar is indeed an indication that our species is on the way out. One of my favourite speeches of all time is Mr. Smith's speech to Morpheus in The Matrix, where he declares humanity a virus. No truer words were ever spoken. This extends to children. I think they're walking petri dishes put on this Earth to rattle nerves and spread illness.


7. I'm a movie buff and music trivia nut. The only type of movies I can't stand are romantic comedies and the only music I can say I truly despise is Country Music. This makes for awkward situations at times since I'm stuck here in Redneck Land.


8. My two favourite TV shows are no longer on the air. They were Battlestar Galactica and LOST. I'm now down to Law & Order: SVU.


9. I'm a diehard Liberal. Anything remotely smacking of Fascist thinking or activity is a big turn off to me. Nazis were Fascists and, since I have Jewish blood running through my veins, that's a serious bone of contention for me. Too bad I live in the reddest state besides Texas in the Union.


10. One of my all-time heroes is Jeff Lynne. If you don't know who he is, look him up. He's an angel on this sad little planet of ours.

I think that's pretty much it. If you have any questions or comments, you know what to do.

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