Pay day yesterday—lovely jubbly! I celebrated by getting a pizza for dinner. I’m such a big spender. I had a decent day overall but it wasn’t without incident.
I’ve had a right palaver getting all my pairs of glasses delivered and collected. The opticians rang yesterday morning to say my second pair had arrived. So excited was I about this, I left work in the evening and hopped aboard two buses to make my way out to Corstorphine. All I wanted was to collect my new specs and be on my way, but does anything ever go smooth?
The girl handed me my new glasses and I put them on. Immediately, I knew there was a problem. I could tell by the double vision and strain on my eyes. I took them off. “These aren’t right. Can’t wear them.”
The prescription is correct—when I look through either lens with one eye I can see perfectly—but together, and they force double-vision. I can feel my eyes being pulled about because they can’t centre. I handed them back and was told I should expect a call from an expert sometime today. Something tells me they’re going back to the lab.
I’m not sure if this is true but apparently there was a letter published in the Australian Shooter Magazine recently. It said: “If you consider that there has been an average of 160,000 troops in the Iraq theatre of operations during the past 22 months, and a total of 2112 deaths, that gives a firearm death rate of 60 per 100,000 soldiers.
“The firearm death rate in Washington, DC is 80.6 per 100,000 for the same period. That means you are about 33 per cent more likely to be shot and killed in the U.S. capital, which has some of the strictest gun control laws in the U.S., than you are in Iraq.”
It goes on to say that the moral of the story is that the U.S. should pull out of Iraq. Funny internet joke does the rounds, ha ha, but what it says to me isn’t anything about the war on terror, but more about America’s gun control legislation. The very fact it sounds reasonable enough to be true is the saddest part about it.
My evening, which was shortened by trooping out to Corstorphine then returning empty handed through the Edinburgh rush hour, meant I had less time to work. When I got home I ate my dinner while checking through my email, then picked one of the items on my GDR I knew I would have time left to make a major dent in.
SILLY POEMS FOR WEE PEOPLE VOL.2 is now nearly complete. I wrote the acknowledgments page and tinkered with the layout, making it more professional and fun. It’s a much smaller chapbook in size this time, being more like pamphlet dimensions; pocket size, if you will.
And I also have a front cover. Kids’ books are much harder to design because you don’t want a photograph, that’s too grown up. Cartoons are much better, but unless you know a cartoonist who understands what you want and is wiling to work for a pittance then it isn’t going to work. That’s why I learned how to do it myself and it makes a lot more fun designing kids’ book covers. I plumped for large friendly lettering in a colourful setting. Once I’m positive it’s what I want I’ll put it up on the blog.
What it also means is that if you want to get a copy of SILLY POEMS VOL.1 you’d better hurry, because they will only be available from my main website as a free download for another couple of weeks.
Finally, I saw in the news that up until March lines of poetry are being projected onto the rock beneath Edinburgh Castle. They kicked it off on Sunday for Valentine’s Day, and apparently there are similar ones at the city chambers, the Usher Hall, the National Library of Scotland and at the foot of Leith Walk. I’ll try and grab a pic if I can see the one in Leith!
Till tomorrow—peace out!