Thursday Thirteen: 13 things I have used for blog doodles:

A pink breast cancer floaty pen (it has a great fine point).

A pack of pencil crayons.

A pack of felt tipped markers.

A Lotus pen I found in a backpack I bought at the thrift store.

My HP Photo Scanner, my treat to myself after getting divorced.

Microsoft Image Composer (It came with FrontPage).

Plain, blank, unlined white paper bought at Zellers.

Napkins from the coffee shops and fast food places around Ontario.

My Panasonic Lumix DMC-TZ3 digital camera.

A black fine tip marker which I bought at Walmart, it ended up leaking all over me each time I used it so it was soon retired.

A set of colourful gel pens which are a bit too much on the light side to be used often.

An official doodle pad with coloured paper which is fun to draw on but scans on the dark and dreary side.

Post It note pads, yellow and blue.

Zack is here, just after I posted my list. He says he should be on my list cause he gives me ideas.

You've got to write a theme song for the latest horror show due to begin on TV next week. They had a song all bought and paid for but the writer backed out and began a huge legal squabble when the TV producer tried to claim they still own the song. So, now it's up to you.

The show is a lot like the old Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But this time it's a coven of young, boobalicious witches out saving the world one creepy-looking monster at a week.

What will their theme song be?

You win the lottery, $27 million. There's just one tiny, little itsy bitsy string attached...

What is it? What string would get in the way between you and $27 million? Everyone has a deal breaker.

You're on a leaking boat in the middle of the ocean. We won't go into the details of how you ended up there, it's just another annoying story about an insurance scam gone wrong. So there you are, slowly sinking. The waves are nice. Getting kind of big. Even knowing you're likely to drown you can sit back and enjoy the majesty and power of the waves as they carry you to your doom.

You notice a sparkle of metal at the bottom of the boat, under the water. It's a flute. Deciding you're not doing much else you begin to play. Takes a bit for the water to blow out before it makes any musical sound. But, it keeps your hands busy for awhile.

Whales begin to surround you. Just one at first. As you keep playing (lets be honest, it's more like flute noise than flute music, you never learned how to play the flute) more whales show up. Soon they are actually holding your boat on their backs, out of the water. You're not sinking and the water is even draining out now instead of in. You keep playing, thinking that as long as the whales hang around you can at least enjoy a little more time to feel the spray of the ocean on your face. Likely they'll get tired of listening to you and wander off eventually.

They don't. Those lovely whales actually drop your boat off on the shore. Up the beach you can see a hotel. The sign even seems to be in English. What last flute song do you play to thank the whales before you pick up your water logged purse and run up the beach?

Thirteen things I can do now that I'm unemployed (fired yesterday).

Set the alarm clock and ignore it. Just let it go on beep-beep-beeping, getting all upset and flustered. You know how those little yappy alarm clocks sound.

Miss the bus. At the time I would have left for work today I stood at the window and watched the bus leave, without me on it!

Catch up on important things like the book I've been reading, my web domain that has been sadly neglected for ages (thatgrrl.ca), fix up the new domain for this blog and figure out why it doesn't always load up the first time.

Get out for more abandoned farm house photos. Find the locations I have saved in notes, on Flickr and in my email from others.

Check into the idea of making Word Grrls a blog with ads, a money making blog. I know it's not what I had planned or thought I would do. But, maybe I can run a bit of this and that and not have it feel like a spam pit or ad farm.

Call some other poor fool working as tech support for a company and just shoot the breeze awhile. Funny how often people did that. I don't think they knew we were rated on how quickly we handled calls. My rating was pretty good, not the best but it wasn't something they complained about.

Colour my hair again. It's about time for it to get done. I can see the difference in colour in the new hair. Also need to do laundry, including the bedsheets. All those things I've usually left for the weekends when I had more time.

Start that Best of the Web work or get going with it at least. They say it pays after the first thousand sites. I'm not near to that but could be, now that I'm not getting sucked dry at work and coming home with massive headaches.

More drawing and doodling and cartooning. Doodle Week Summer is coming up for July.

Have lunch and dinner during rather than skipping them and coming home after 10:00 to eat dinner late. I can even do some cooking. I miss making lasagna and such things. Not as much fun to just crack open a can of soup.

Eventually I will look for some other work. Not yet. I'm giving myself this weekend off. Seems my sister is even going to be dropping by on Saturday. If I were still working I would have missed seeing her at all.

Watching the soaps, catching up on them. Have them on today and don't know what they are talking about. Seems someone died but so far I haven't noticed anyone missing.

Writing. Really, actually getting something finished. I made plans to write a guest post this month but have not even started anything. I have an article as a draft about rural exploration but it's in need of work. Lots of other writing which is half done to not started beyond the idea stage.