Year In Review meme

I feel like annotating everything and transforming my year into something strange and different. I shan't though, because I'm a nice person.

January - You don't know how lucky your New Year has already been.

February - Today my front door was painted a glorious white, and I am just surviving the chemical overload (this is the final coat, thank goodness - I lost most of yesterday to reaction to the undercoats).

March - Beware!

April - I just started my to-do-by-Wednesday-or-the-world-comes-to-an-end list.

May - I was just off to bed when I discovered that a friend has just been given the nicest birthday present.

June - Very early night tonight and not much online tomorrow.

July - I feel very impudent today.

August - This post is for Kelly, who does some pretty cool youth work and is celebrating work by and for youth right now on her blog http://kellycurtis.blogspot.com/.

September - A trail of ghosts followed me round the shopping centre today.

October - The new SET - my favourite fanzine - is out ( http://efanzines.com/SFC/SteamEngineTime/SET05.pdf )and as well as the usual good stuff (editorials, solid articles on Christopher Priest's The Separation, the political history of SF, fandom and sex, fantasy and literary censorship, letters) there is a series of articles on Cordwainer Smith.

November - Yesterday and today are migraine days.

December - I want a more dynamic title for this forum. We are having a tremendous time, fuelled by a great deal of coffee and an even greater deal of conversation and all we have is a title that sounds as if I invented it on one of my Lesser Public Servant Days.

AW Blogchain #8

It doesn't matter how fast I run, I feel like the gingerbread man. The blogchain chases me and catches up and I am doomed. This time round I am doomed to be funny. If I'm not funny then I will suffer some kind of dire fate. This is because Bk30, who was before me in the chain not only made accountability the theme, but warned people that smiles are in store in my post. See? I am doomed.

Expectations are so hard to live up to. Today I foolishly listened to the weather bureau and expected cooler weather. Instead we have heat and much smoke and the precursor to thunderstorms. The Bureau of Meteorology will share my doom, I fear.

The precursor to thunderstorms is the single biggest thing that will interfere with my capacity to meet accountability measures. It breeds unfunniness. It has already meant I snapped at poor homonculus in the comments on yesterday's post. I am so reliable a barometer for summer storms that high school friends used to ask me "Should we go straight home or do we have time to hang out with friends?"

I'm hoping the change will bring rain. Soon. We have much fire and it is awful to contemplate. And all this is uncheerful and I am supposed to be funny. Oops. I could tell you about the spider-on-wheels I got in the mail, but that would spoil the lurking surprise for friends who visit for Chanukah. It has big teeth, this spider-on-wheels.

I am doomed to be dull. And doomed to whinge about storm headaches. But none of you are doomed to listen to me. Pity about that. I will go make coffee and strongly suggest you hang on a little and then check out Simran's blogchain entry. Simran is nicer and more cheerful than I am. There might be snow where Simran lives. All the virtues and pleasures missing from my post, in fact. So I have done my duty and am properly accountable, but only because I am sending you somewhere interesting.

Sending you somewhere interesting? No, I didn't mean to say it quite that way, truly.

ETA: Simran has been delayed, so instead I bring you Kibileri, who brings stories of India and greetings for the New Year Worth waiting for!