It’s with a heavy heart that I’m announcing this morning — after 327 entries, here — that I’ve come to an end with The Juggling Writer.
I think I’m done with all writing, in fact. No more blog entries, articles, or novels.
I’m just out of ideas, and I like working a day job so much more than pursuing my dream of writing full time…
It’s WHAT Day in April?
What’s that?
It’s April 2nd?!
YOU MEAN I’M DOING THIS WHOLE APRIL FOOL’S DAY THING ALL WRONG?!
Fine — I never liked the day anyway!
Since the year my old step mother put mint-flavored dental floss in chocolate chip cookies and I cut my gums wide open, or the year my own mother — the woman who brought me into the world — convinced me that my truck was stolen, it’s been a day of trauma.
I really believed I could buy all of YouTube on disc, and now you’re telling me it was all a joke?!
What kind of sick individual does such a thing?!
Fine, Then!
Okay, since I don’t get this whole April Fool’s Day thing, I’ll just say this: I had a nice weekend. Along the way, writing was done. A lot of writing.
I hope your weekend was nice, too — I hope you found plenty of time to write.
And if anybody played a joke on you yesterday, I hope you stabbed them in the eye with a pen and shouted, “Happy April Fool’s Day!”
Because, clearly, I missed my chance…
I don’t see a problem with an April Fools gag being executed today. April 1 was on Sunday. I saw it as being like when April 15 falls on Sunday, the tax deadline gets extended to Monday the 16th.
You don’t want to do a gag on the Christian Sabbath, I understand.
Larry: Good point about it being like tax day falling on a Sunday. As far as it being on Sunday this year, I should have done a big post about how, after a lifetime of atheism, I finally went to church and ended up saved!
I feel sorry for anybody who really has big news to share on April Fool’s Day.
I had a great weekend, but weekends have a fundamental design flaw: the have an end. Whoever thought of that should be shot.
I’ve pulled many April Fools’ Day whoppers.* My first one was being born one month late, on April 30. My due date was April 1.
One AFD, as a kid, I pretended our hamster got out of its hamster ball and was gored by our cat. I explained I shredded the hamster carcass down the garbage disposal because the sight of it was too upsetting. (I was a morbid kid.)
Another AFD, (many years later) I frantically called my mother and told her I had gone overboard on an April Fools’ Day joke and regretted it. I told her I sent a box to a mutual friend (who is also an animal lover- especially cats) as a joke, and the box contained the pelt of a cat, and instructions on how to bury it. I implored my mother to rush over to our friend’s house and intercept the box, and begged her not to tell our friend the contents, or that I sent it. She did, and asked our friend, “Did you get a box today?” “How about yesterday?” “What time do your deliveries usually come?” “I can’t tell you what’s in the box!” etc. Of course, there was no cat pelt box. It was a two-fer.
* No hamsters nor cats were harmed in these pranks. 🙂
And now I guess this is as good a time and place as any to announce I’m joining the right-wing cult “Up with People” to facilitate my research into cults. (My novels tend to have cult settings.) I sent in my video audition last month, and I got my acceptance letter in the mail last week (thank Mithra for autotune)! I’m putting my blog on hiatus and will be spending the next 6 months traveling, singing, and dancing, and praising Mithra’s name (or praising Jesus’ name, I’m not picky).
BTW April 2 was a Monday. Some businesses are closed on Mondays.
Paul: I read about your weekend. I had a very nice weekend, but yours sounded even better! Glad you got out to the cabin.
CMS: So what you’re saying is you like creating chaos and seeing how people react to it? 🙂 For some reason — as goofy as I can be — I was never a big fan of April Fool’s Day. The closest I think I ever came was THINKING about an evil prank. (To Larry, who replied to this entry first.) We (we being a friend and I) had a horse placenta. We thought it would be funny to get police tape and rope off Larry’s car at his apartment, draw a chalk outline of a [segmented] body, and toss the placenta around.
It’s probably a good thing I don’t engage in April Fool’s Day pranks…
I think if you joined a cult you’d be in charge of it inside 2-3 months. CMS’s Army!
I don’t much go out for April Fool’s, preferring instead to act a fool the other 364 days a year. Once, though, I did wear a suit to a job that was pretty casual on AFD. They dismissed it as April Foolery, but I’d actually planned it that way — I had a job interview after work. No one was the wiser.
“So what you’re saying is you like creating chaos and seeing how people react to it?”
OK I admit I am Evil. Geesh. 🙂
But I usually don’t do AFD anymore. Not a lot of opportunity. But if I was in charge of an army . . hmm . .
Yes, if you had an Army, CMS, you’d almost OWE it to society to engage in AFD again…
Shawn: Smooth move, there. And yes, I’m like you and tend to make up for it the other 364 days of the year as well.