I’m full of dull today. Do you suppose that’s because I’m researching the history of the Methodist Church in England for my next book? lol Not that I mean any disrespect to the Methodists. But a little John Wesley, or ANY theologian for that matter, goes a long way. This is a minor point in the book. But I want to get it right, after all. The research makes me want to go back and reread Robert A. Heinlein’s Job: A Comedy of Justice. “Theology is never any help; it is searching in a dark cellar at midnight for a black cat that isn’t there.” That’s a Heinlein quote.

I wish I could tune everything out and concentrate completely on this book. I can, I have that ability, but to do so would be irresponsible. But, oh, I so wish I could. And because I can’t I get snappish. It’s not pretty. “There is no way that writers can be tamed and rendered civilized or even cured. the only solution known to science is to provide the patient with an isolation room, where he can endure the acute stages in private and where food can be poked in to him with a stick. ” Another Heinlein quote. He was wonderful.

A quick note on Tranformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen. I just watched that tonight with my kids in an effort to cure my snappishness. Wow. That script could have used some serious trimming. They were all over the place, and there was more than one WTF moment for me that had nothing to do with the fact I was trying to listen to convoluted dialogue and info dumps while three children chattered in my ear and cried for snacks. It seemed like there were scenes that were extraneous that they just didn’t want to get rid of. And when did the Decepticons begin pulling a Terminator and wearing skin?!

But my biggest beef was the way they shut Bumblebee out and shuffled him into a bit part. He was completely ignored in this movie. Do you suppose someone read my blog and got worried? (You know. The one where I prove without a doubt that Sam, Mykaela and Bumblebee are a menage.) A fabulous threesome shut down in its prime. Bumblebee was robbed.

And whoever does the voice of Optimus Prime? Call. Me. You can just breathe heavily over the phone and then say, “My name is Optimus Prime.” Seriously. That would do it for me.