cornerofmadness

I headed to Marietta for the flashlight tour and paranormal investigation after work on friday. The microtel I found out by the highway (well literally a half dozen or more hotels are out there mostly for Marietta College) was surprisingly nice. It had an energy saving measure I've never seen but would love to see everywhere in hotels. You need your hotel key in a slot on the wall to turn on the lights so people can't leave the room and leave the lights on, wasting energy. It also had a window seat that was a basically a cot (and comfortable too). I think I was just as happy not to be at the Lafayette this time because that would have been Halloween drunk central.

( The Anchorage )

( Blennerhassett Island )

My biggest disappointment was the t-shirts at the Anchorage were ALL smalls (well it is end of year) because I needed the one that said ghost hunters do it in the dark with battery-operated toys. I came home to find my belated birthday gift from silvrethorn, a towel that said does this towel smell like cholorform to you and a lovely gold gilt tea cup that says you've been poisoned at the bottom. Maybe you'll get to see pics some day

And got worse. At 6 AM I woke up, had to pee and went back to bed because my day starts later than most. At 6:17 my old clock radio turned on. It's old (like 20+ years) and that button is stiff. I have no idea how or WHY it turned on (my alarm is an actual alarm and set for 8). I'm like do I need a Boo Buddy for my bedroom?

I got to work and found out the mouse that ate the tea in my desk drawer took the long weekend to SHIT all over my desk. OMG the mouse trap is going to work. I got stuck at work forever because crap happens. I come home and decide maybe I should look as to why Rocket won't sleep in his bed any more outside. He's storing dead mice in there OMFG, bless his little heart, he's just not that bright.

And let's keep the strong potentially controversial opinions rolling. Let's talk about things you don't like in your favorite genres or at least things that get on your nerves (keeping in mind YMMV) I love mysteries. Cozy is one of my less faves but I read a fair number of them because they're everywhere and the library has scads. I don't buy many but when I do I ALWAYS manage to get one I don't like. Go me.

For me, what bugs me about cozies is if the amateur sleuth doesn't get along with the police. I'm fine if the amateur has a good relationship with the police (platonic or otherwise) like Jessica Fletcher but if the police is always going 'you interfere I'm arresting you for it' and the sleuth shows them up anyhow. I'm like why didn't they arrest her because?!? If half your drama comes from the cops threatening your sleuth I don't need your book.

This rant was brought to you from the historical piece of crap I'm reading now. I usually won't finish something I don't like unless I paid full price for it (and it fits the popsugar challenge too)

This is my fifth crown but the first to actually HURT. Boy this is bad.

Today started off very wrong footed. I get to the gym for the college fair and ask the ladies running it, where should I set up. We're over at the back by the bleachers, just look for the department name tag. I'm over there looking and there ISN'T one. They come racing over to me and says 'You didn't RSVP, you can't be here.'

I whipped around and said I've RSVPed because how the hell else did my dean and chair know I was coming. Well we didn't get it. I'm not leaving people so adjust. B.S. from the business dept says share my table. The coordinators are like no. hey go over there. WHERE? you mean that one lonely table off i n the corner? There are TWO DOZEN Universities here and you're telling me you don't want the home team SCIENCE DEPT, you know the place all the pre-meds want, to be here. I'm sitting HERE next to business. You better find me a chair.

I put all my models all over that table. I'm not going anywhere bitches. They brought my chair. Our new president and the provost stop at my table, shake my hand (our new president was an OH representative) THey ask, Dana, where's your sign for your department? They told me I didn't RSVP. THe provost wasn't amused because he knows that science (especially our chair) are some of the most involved and responsive group. He also knows we're always getting excluded.

And honestly I should have just packed up and gone home. No one stopped to talk to me except one really strange young man (and that's ME saying it). He raced up to me and I was all excited that someone wanted to talk science but no, he's a gem freak and I was wearing a black opal ring and a large moonstone pendant. He was FASCINATED by them. SO here I am talking jewelry with this kid. (who asked me to draw him a map to the renn fest where I got them both) but that's not the weird part.

He pulls out of his pocket packets of gems he's purchased online and proceeds to show me all of them and ramble endlessly. He was over the moon when I recognized the piece of green obsidian and spoke of the Aztec heart-harvesting use of them. He is hugely excited by Mesoamerican and south American indigenous historical tribes and out of his pocket comes a folded piece of paper covered in Nasca line representations and he starts in on them.

He didn't leave me alone until they called his school to start the tour. He needs to go into a story somewhere.


Afterwards I went to Jackson and to the Spot on Main my coffee shop hang out and tried a piece of Salted Maple Pie mostly because I never had it. I liked the crust because it reminded me of Grandma's and it was like pecan pie, good but now that I've had it, I don't need more (Pie is my weakness) But I had a tad too much coffee today which upset my stomach.

So by the time I met my friend TH for dinner at the smokehouse (because L wasn't there, she's a vegetarian and I'm sure not a single veggie is served here, oh there's taters and salad....smothered in meat). He loved it but I could b arely eat because my tummy hurt.

From there we went to heard James A Willis do a ghost of Ohio talk. I thought it would be an hour but it was two and he's a great speaker. Better yet, he's looking for ghost hunting volunteers. Crosses fingers I get accepted onto the team!! He had some techniques I've not seen before but would be perfect for my novel These Haunted Hills

Speaking of ghost hunting, I'm not doing the one in Marietta, sold out but that's okay with me too.

Fox Hunt
Author – cornerofmadness
Disclaimer – so not mine, no money made, all rights belong to Fuyumi Ono & Shiho Inada
Rating – PG-13
Pairing – Naru/Mai
Fandom- Ghost Hunt
Warnings: none really
Prompt: Naru/Mai; something special
Word count: 1763
Summary: She wishes Naru was more like his dream self
Timeline/Spoilers – no direct spoilers, set sometime after Mai’s abilities come to light but before Monk-san mangles his hair.
A/N: Written for springkink This is my first time writing this pairing but I’ve wanted to do something for this fandom for a long time now. Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta and the kitsune idea you can see the inari shrine here and click on the link to the actual shrine in the story

( Can you believe this place? It’s beautiful )