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I've run late the last two nights, and my cardiac stress test is in the morning, and it's 11:22 PM already; so I'm going to rush this entry a bit. In theory, IE and Blogger are uploading my pictures now. I'll believe it when I see it. It didn't work on Netscape the last several times I tried to upload photos onto Blogger. I had to host them elsewhere, and crib the HTML to display them the way I wanted.

Hey, it worked! That's one less problem to deal with tonight.

All right. Next Wednesday, March 15th, is the posting date for the next Round Robin Challenge. The topic, as chosen by Kimberleigh of "I Shaved My Legs For This?" is "Signs." That should be fun! Signs are all around us - vintage signs, temporary signs, signs of the times, signs we should have read but didn't, warning signs, funny signs, colorful signs, plain signs, even signs you can generate online. What signs have the most meaning or beauty or amusement value for you? Here's one that means a lot to me:

I've shown you this sign before, but the picture is new, taken today with the new Nikon camera. The poor, dilapidated sign promises "31 Merchants to Serve You." I'm sure the 31 merchants existed, decades ago; but the shopping center has changed greatly since then, with one wing added and another, longer one bulldozed into a long-lost past. But the sign is still there. I feel sorry for it somehow.

As the song says, I've "made my own little sign." It's Round Robin time, folks! Well, not yet, but it will be, on Wednesday the 15th. That gives you nearly a week to find some signs that amuse, inspire, affront or intrigue you, and take a picture or two (or five, or ten). Everyone's welcome to join in! All we ask is that you read the simple rules in the Round Robin blog, and RSVP in the "Signs" blog entry so that we can link to you. Okay? Okay!

Speaking up the new camera, I decided to mess around with that time traveling car some more. Here it is in Leap Blue:

And one other bit of news tonight. I'll skip over the health update, and whine about something else. John Scalzi linked to a LiveJournal entry by a Tor submissions editor, giving guidelines that go beyond what's in the official posted ones. I did not conform to them all, I'm chagrined to say. For example, she wants the three chapters submitted to total sixty pages or less. Heck, my first two chapters exceed that. In fact, my submission package is longer than this whole book:

Then again, it's an extraordinarily short book.

Stress? Yep, I've got stress - even before I jump on a treadmill in the morning at TMC.

Karen

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Update: The submissions editor replied to my comment, promising that no one would reject my book on the basis of my minor faux pas. And the stress test went fine. There's nothing at all wrong with my heart. (I did get a minor asthma attack from the exertion, but I daresay they didn't even notice this.) So the next question is, is the leg thing all due to my weight, my allergies and my falling in the street a couple of weeks ago? Or is there something else involved? Will I ever know? Does it even matter? All things considered, I may be one of the healthiest people I know, even with the itchy leg and swollen ankle. - K.