Several years ago, my dad nearly missed being there with my mom when her labor reached its peak, as he ran down to get his tax papers into the mail before the deadline. Ever since I've really been aware of taxes, I've celebrated Tax Day, trying to remember not to let paperwork get in the way of people, and trying not to be too disappointed when others do.

Violet Ajah got packed away with the last move, for that I apologize, but I'll have 2-4 (and possibly 5) up by Monday night, midnight central.

Well. Tomorrow, the 15th of April, tax deadline day, is my 62nd Birthday. I'm of a couple of minds about this 'event'.

The news of this has got to the UK, I attach link to The Guardian.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/apr/14/amazon-gay-sex-r...

Angharad

This is another fun story to do, and yes, I've finally fixed that pesky chapter three problem. Now there are four chapters listed in the first part and I do apologize for the confusion that and the title mixup caused anyone.

Someone told me that my latest story attempt was very disjointed, so can someone tell me what that means, and how I can correct that problem? How can I make my story join?

I have just finished reading The Exploits of Danby Croker by R Austin Freeman once described by the writer Antonia Fraser as a perfect TV novel. But is it?

Well, all the hoopla about Amazon has accomplished something positive for me, at least. I found a great book that I'd like to recommend (I didn't buy it from Amazon - I downloaded it as an ebook from Fictionwise). It's entitled Luna, by Julie Anne Peters, and it was simply outstanding.

Apparently Amazon.com is removing GLBT books from the rankings pages based on their "adult" status. Read more here:

http://naamah-darling.livejournal.com/394008.html

I have lots of pictures on my Laptop and almost always put them there using Paint simply because to me the simplest way to do something is the most elegant. I have never had trouble re-opening them later.

Well, I have a friend who lives in Mosul, Iraq, and recently she sent me a picture of herself. For some reason, I could see the picture but could not save it to Paint. Last night I tried to open it and where her picture should have been was this little blank screen thumbnail, and I could not open her pic.

Well, last time, I told you that I was through with the therapy, I was sadly mistaken. I would have been but for one thing, my stockings got blood on them.