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The Army Ants Did Well

A few years ago my sister-in-law introduced me and my brother to this wonderful thing called Trivia Night. It’s a charity event where teams of 6 compete against one another in 10 trivia categories. Since that time she invited us to join her team, I don’t think we missed a single one. Then this year, we expanded to a new trivia night…and this weekend, we went to yet another, driving an hour out of the way to attend. We went as the Army Ants (of Big Bang Theory fame) and the team was me, my best friend since Jr. High, sister, brother, sister-in-law and my godson.

In all the trivia nights we’ve done, we do well. As in we’ll get anywhere between 76 to 89 questions out of 101 correct. Of course that always puts us in the middle of the pack. So this weekend at the new trivia night, when they asked our team how many questions we thought we’d get correctly, we wrote 83 on our little paper. Oh and because my friend who signed us up for trivia night put me as the team captain, when they made everyone announce this number, I had to shout out “83”…Which wouldn’t have been bad if everyone else hadn’t said 47…56…60….get where I’m going with this? When I oh so innocently said we were going to make 83 points, the other teams around us turned to stare and there was a collective “ooh”. I wanted. To. Die. And what does my team say? “You should’ve said 50!” Hello! You put the number on the paper. I just went with what the group agreed upon.

Needless to say we were confused, but we decided to use our whopping 83 as intimidatoin tactics. Those professors at the back table were shaking in their loafers. (not) We’ve always done well. But as soon as the first question was asked, we realized the err of our ways. These questions were hard. Questions about presidents’ dogs kicked off the start of a trivia night that ended with us making 55 points. 55! But it still put us at number 4 out of 11 teams.

It was a lot of fun, but then we always have fun at these things. We’re nerds. I know eventually we’ll end up having two teams of 6 because everyone’s going to want to play. Which is awesome as far as I’m concerned. It raises money for good charities, puts all our useless knowledge to use and gives us a chance to do something together for a common cause. Sure, there’s a lot of “stop shouting the answers” or “write it down” or “I’m 110% sure” going on, but it’s all in fun. I really can’t wait until the next one.

What did y’all do over the weekend?

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Hysteria

Le sigh, why must it be Monday already? It feels as though the weekend just flew by and left my head spinning.

Probably because if I wasn’t napping, I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Lovely imagery, but there ya go. Saturday should have been spent writing, but there was so much to do before our trivia night. I had headlight bulbs to get changed, groceries and food for my babies to buy and fingernail polish to conquer. Now before you say “Lord, she bought more fingernail polish?” I haven’t bought polish in at least two months. I think.

And I picked up some awesome colors! *skips* Yay!

Trivia night. Okay, in case you haven’t read about them before, teams of 6 get together to battle it out against other teams for first place. It’s sort of like Trivial Pursuit except a lot more fun. We always come out in the middle somewhere. I should probably start hanging out with people who listen to Country music because while we dominate the music category, I can only do so much *ducks* Oh. And I should probably also take my best friend’s advice when she says the most popular ice cream flavor is vanilla, not chocolate. Sorry Angie.

But we had fun. We weren’t drinking, yet we were still cutting up more than the other tables. Apparently I’m hysterical when I’m trying to get my mother to understand a question about silver being added to the penny. My sister nearly fell out of her chair laughing at me with my brother and best friend not far behind. Mais, I didn’t see what was so funny, but someone said something about me looking like a lion pouncing on a wounded gazelle. Poor Mom.

We came out in 8th place out of 17 teams. Not too good, not too bad, but we had a blast and plan to do it again next year. My cousin even suggested we have a family trivia night. Not just for fun, but also for practice because she wants to kick ass next time around.

Sunday was spent recovering from my misplaced belief that I was 20 again and could stay up until 4 am without a problem. *snort* I slept late, got up, saw my friend off for home then went back to bed. Oh, the sleep! Fat cat and doggie were happy to have Mommy in bed and not moving for several hours. They were so tired, you know. What does this mean? It means I didn’t write a single word all weekend long.

I tell myself that’s okay because while I didn’t write, I brainstormed. Yes, that’s what I told myself as I saw on the sofa and watched X-Men: The Last Stand, Pineapple Express, The Green Hornet, and Vikings. I was brainstorming! And I slept like absolute hell last night because my characters wouldn’t leave me alone.

So what did you do this weekend?

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Excitement, Excitement

As y’all know this weekend I had a book party. It was great. I had so much fun and just enjoyed talking about books and sexy men and, well pretty much what I talk about on the blog.

It wasn’t a big crowd, which was actually good for me. It meant I didn’t have to freak out. My poor aunt was supposed to join us, but shortly before we were scheduled to head to the location, she was attacked by her kitty…seriously. She was! She had her other cat on the sofa and was clipping her claws when the male leapt on her head and started tearing into her like she owed him money. She was left with some scratches on her back, gouges on her back, and kitty bites in her scalp. I was nice enough to give her a pass on the party, although I did announce her absence as “I’m sorry she couldn’t make it, she was attacked by her pussy”. Which was a great icebreaker! (Thanks Denie!)

There was food, wine…more wine oh and more wine. I don’t remember how many glasses I drank before the reading, but it was enough that I didn’t rush through my words or stumble over them (much), and I even managed to make eye contact with people just like my prof told me to in Speech 101! She’d have been so proud of me. *sniff*

After the reading, we had a nice little question and answer session or what I remember as being the “Danica is talking lots and lots about nothing important” session. But it was what happened after the conversation that really kicked the party off. The hostess had bought a game called Pin the Lips on the Hunk or something like that. I don’t remember that part, only that it turned out to be the funniest part of the evening. My sister went first, her lips ready to stick to the “hunk”. I spun her around with her blindfold on and she placed the lips right in a very sensitive spot which was just short of the winning “spot”. Everyone who followed missed that crucial spot, but lo and behold, it was my mom’s turn.

I gave her two spins (because she’s not that steady on her feet when she’s walking normally) and let her go. I watched—we all watched—in stunned fascination as she sauntered right up to the hunk in his boxers and placed her “lips” right over the gold spot.

Here she’s pointing at her winning “spot”. If there wasn’t any glare, you could see my sister’s “lips” no more than 2-3″ above Mom’s. What does this mean? It means I come by my uh whatever you want to call it that makes me an erotic author naturally. Mom will most likely beat me next time she sees me because of this post, but I do believe it was so worth it!

So that was the party in a nutshell. We had a blast, I sold some books, and got to talk about my favorite subject: erotic romance. It really wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Of course, that was probably the wine talking 🙂

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One Track Mind

If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you probably realize by now that I have a few…quirks. Okay, a lot of quirks. You can probably even name a few: I have an almost unhealthy fixation on gorgeous men, I’m paranoid about deodorant (I finally found one I really like, by the way), and I talk about my family a lot.

However, this week I discovered another quirk. No, wait. I already knew it was there, but I ignored it. I’ve mentioned before that when I was in college I used to play a multi-user dungeon (MUD a.k.a. a text-based D&D game online). There was some fear that I wouldn’t graduate because I spent hours and hours playing this game. It was so bad that I would sleep and dream directions. In the game, to move around you had to type out “n” for north, “s” for south, etc. In my dreams I’d frantically think “n, n, nw, w, w, w, w, w, s, s, s, sw, se” to get from one part of my dream world to another.

I thought I’d grown out of that, but apparently not. As I was driving through town the other day, I saw the frame of a house and my immediate thought was, “If I used the right angle, I could knock it down with one of those red birds.” You’re probably thinking I’m crazy, but I blame it all on Angry Birds.

It's an addiction or something.

I’m a little late in the phone game…game. My last phone sucked the big one, but this new phone has expanded my horizons and after getting a tutorial on Angry Birds from one half of the Sable Grace writing team and watching the guy next to me on the plane from NYC play it for two hours, I had to give it a try.

When I got the new phone, the first thing I did was download Angry Birds and it quickly became an obsession. An obsession that follows me everywhere I go because the phone is never out of my reach. I’ve played it on break at work, I’ve played it on breaks between writing scenes, and I’ve even played it for a few minutes at my sister-in-law’s baby shower.

So it really shouldn’t have come as a surprise that when I see a house frame, my brain instantly tries to figure out how to knock it down. I’m not sick. Not really. It isn’t as though I’m going to buy a bunch of stuffed birds and start hurling them at a house. They’d lock me away! No, I’ll just imagine which ones I’d use and which angles to use and how many points I’d get for it.

See the similarities? (No, this isn't the house I saw, but it's close)

What are your obsessions? Do you play a game that ghosts your every step? Don’t make me be the only one to confess!

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All Fun and Games

I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned how much I used to love games. Not just video games, but board games, card games, on-line RPGs. Oh sure, it all started innocently enough. Candyland with my cousins, Skip-Bo with my aunt, Scrabble with my mom. Then the video games became easier to attain and Nintendo opened a whole new world for my family.

We were always a little behind the rest of the world when it came to the digital age. Computers were too expensive for everyone to have their very own, but once that happened, I found a whole new love: RPGs.

I was in my final year of college when my brother began borrowing my computer to play this really weird game while I was out partying. I had this strange application on my computer and out of curiosity the December of 1999, I opened it. Of course, I instantly shouted for my brother to tell me what it was.

It was called a MUD (Multi-User Dungeon). Yeah, I didn’t understand what that meant, but basically it’s a Dungeon and Dragons on-line game. It was entirely text based, so being able to absorb information and type quickly is paramount. I mean, how else are you supposed to survive a gnoll attack if you don’t quickly start typing out commands?

I was addicted. Immediately. It was a whole new world for me. In about six months, I’d passed my brother up and rose to the highest level in the game. Yes, there were a few (okay several) times I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning playing my character. That was 10 years ago. In that time, my character has killed, died, and then attained immortality. I loved this game so much, I wanted to be a part of its creation and became a “wizard”.

I’m not the most technically savvy person I know, but I have an imagination. Putting those skills to the test on-line in a community where my fellow gamers could see what I came up with, helped me become more confident in my creativity. I haven’t been on the MUD for at least a year, but I can’t forget it. Using what I learned from the “world”, I’ve created my own worlds in my books and my typing improved so much from trying not to die, that I’m pretty darn fast now. This helps me when my mind is clicking away at what feels like light-speed.

It’s strange how something that was merely entertainment became a basis for a writing career I can’t wait to achieve. What in your life has helped you in your writing? What, other than books and movies, has helped you in your world-building?

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