I must have hit a nerve with my worst lunch survey because I got three new lunch dates out of it. Dance card = full. What else happened today? Let’s see. There was some soul crushing. Some wound-licking. Some difficult exchanges. There was me and my bronchities melting down trying to use the new remote hook up from the office computer. There was a blast from my past (never welcome). There was a royalty statement that didn’t seem right and a conversation with a lady in Maine, I think, to try and resolve it. There’s an e-book royalty to negotiate on a contract so old electonic rights hadn’t been dreamed up. Brainstorming with a client for his next book. A call from a “dirt ball” in LA whose slickness kind of turned me on. Exchanging cheeky emails with a documentarian who challenged my negotiating skill. Sir! A superb journalist tipped me off to a new writer and her memoir. I talked a friend off the ledge. And I called my mother.
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Betsy Lerner 
Betsy, if you ever want some tips on multi-tasking, let me know. I have a lot to share. For example, today I watched Judge Judy AND Oprah at the same time. Oprah had on “hoarders”. It seems we’ve medicalized yet another annoying personality trait.
Well, your day was worse then mine yesterday. Unfortunately, that’s not really encouraging, is it?
You had a Dr. Seuss moment going with the title of your post . . .
Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head . . .
Crushed some souls, ate some rolls . . .
Licked a few wounds, coughed a few rounds . . .
Sorry, I never claimed to be a poet.
Hope today goes better!!!
I’ll bet the friend you talked off the ledge had just got off the phone with her own mother.
Make that “gotten.”
Good lord, woman! AND you have bronchitis? Please consider yourself soothed. 🙂
(and if you want to read the first three chapters of my mafia-run-by-women-vampires novel, just let me know. It might be a kick.)