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Definition of Friendship

"My definition of friendship varies with the friend, but certain traits are mandatory. Friends can occupy the same room without robbing the space of solitude. They appreciate the difference between conversation and pointless noise. They don't snipe and bitch about other friends. They do their share of mundane tasks without prompting. They seldom whine, are secure in their own purpose and don't anchor themselves to an energy-sapping cloud of defeat."
Doc Ford from Randy Wayne White's Dead Silence.

Mr. White is a new author I've discovered.  I just finished Dead Silence and found it gripping. If you like a good thriller give it a go.

Call Me Maybe, Parody

Hilarious!
If you haven't seen this before take a look. It is too funny. If you can't see the guys, tap on the screen to enlarge to screen mode or  go to you tube. 

~*~
The Crystal is on sale today at Elloras Cave for seventy-five cents.
"Only the chosen ones or their mates will ever be able to see the magic contained in the Globe."~*~ Caught in a downpour, Gabriella Bell enters a trendy little shop and discovers a crystal ball. In the globe she sees the face of a hard-eyed stranger. Drawn by a force she doesn't understand she buys the crystal, unaware she is purchasing stolen property that belongs to the aunt of a premiere cat burglar known to polite society as Christopher Saint and to the underworld as The Tiger.She soon discovers that not only does the handsome, hard-eyed stranger want the mysterious globe but so does a beautiful ruthless jewel thief who will stop at nothing, including murder, to possess Christopher and the crystal ball…and Gabriella is standing in her way. Gabriella discovers the road to true love isn't just rocky, it's downright dangerous.

It's The Weekend

SBB: Fate

BLURB: The good things in life are coming together for Kristina Collins. She’s found her ideal home, her career is on track for mega success and the man of her dreams has finally come back into her life.
In Fate, the first installment of the Timeless Trilogy, Kris Collins discovers the benefits and risks of having precognitive visions while being stalked by a serial killer. Her friends can’t help her, the FBI can’t save her; she must save herself.
The Timeless Trilogy heroines, Kristina, Veronica and Cassandra, each deal with paranormal abilities as they discover and rediscover eternal love.Excerpt:The edge of the blade felt like ice against her skin. One breath too deep, one movement—ever so slight—would give the knife a taste of her blood. It’s a part of the nightmare, she thought, even as she felt the breath of her attacker lightly touch her face.      The nightmares that had been plaguing her for weeks warned of this moment. Images, too terrifying to be real, flashed quickly across her mind’s eye in an instant replay of her recent night terrors. Running down a long, empty hallway, filled with doorways on either side, chased by some unknown monster that knew her deepest fears. Running towards a movie, scrolling incessantly with images of those she loved most trapped in a fiery hell. Sepia-toned faces, twisted in pain, were a stark contrast to the blue, red and yellow of the flames engulfing them. The echoes of their screams filled the dark, never-ending hallway. She couldn’t look away and she couldn’t stop running; her only escape was straight ahead, towards the horror show. 
    So far, the nightmares ended with her sitting straight up in bed, breathing hard in a cold sweat. He hadn’t caught her yet.     The all too real feeling of cold steel pressed against her neck gave the nightmare an alternate ending. Kris tried to control her breathing so her attacker would think she slept. Her mind raced as she tried to think of a way to reach the loaded SIG waiting beneath the extra pillow beside her. She didn’t always keep a gun so handy, but recent events, including the dreams, made it a necessity.    “Wake up, Sleeping Beauty.” The familiar voice spoke the words softly in her ear.AUTHOR Bio and Links:Tallulah Grace is an aficionado of anything paranormal, loves to read a good thriller and creates characters that become friends. Tallulah was born and raised in a small southern town located in the foothills of the vibrant Blue Ridge Mountains. When she's not developing characters and weaving stories, Tallulah enjoys antiquing and bead-weaving.Personal Links:Website: http://www.tallulahgrace.comBlog:  http://www.tallulahspeaks.comTwitter: http://www.twitter.com/TallulahSpeaks Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/grace.tallul... Author Page: amazon.com/author/tallulahgrace Book Trailer on You Tube: http://bit.ly/mC5UfXBook Links http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0054QZNRAhttp://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/timeless-trilogy-book-one-tallulah-grace/1104729281http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/timeless-trilogy-book-one/id454533167?mt=11http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/66643http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Timeless-Trilogy-Book-One-Fate/book-AGyrHX17p0yENAS0mnawxg/page1.html 
Tallulah will be awarding winner's choice of a backlist eBook to a randomly drawn commenter at every stop..
The tour dates can be found here:
http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/03/virtual-super-book-blast-fate-timeless.html

My Husband the Plant Killer

He has a talent. No flower is safe for miles around. He's known for trimming back the flowers and leaving the weeds untouched. Last year in his zest to fertilizer my yellow rose bush, he nearly burned it up.  Yesterday it was my coleus. I'd just bought it. I didn't even have it out of the car before he lopped the top off with his cane. Below is pictures of the knocked off top and the rest of the poor maimed coleus. Oh yeah, and I tossed in a pic of my new gazing ball:) To the gardeners out there: Do you think it will root? I need to ask good bud Rhobin Courtright. Are any of you Courtright fans? She's an excellent author and gardener. I lust for her gardens.

Too Cute Tuesday

Rats don't rate high on my Richter scale, but this trailer really does deserve a 'too cute' mention.

Dog People VS Cat People and Oblivion Trailer

The weekend flew as weekend's tend to do. Had every intention of seeing Oblivion but didn't make it. Did you see it and if so what's your take on it?

~*~   animalclipart.net  In her excitement to see me, the hound stepped on my bare toe. OMG, it felt like an elephant with claws had stepped on it. The encounter, typical for the hound, left me with this hypothesis. 

First of all let me start by making a disclaimer to all the  cat people out there that have all kinds of patience. I'm sure there are some. Unfortunately, I'm just not one of them:)

I believe patience is what separates the dog people from the cat people. Its only a hypothesis of course. But here are my findings:

Dog people are calm. Well maybe not always, but it helps when dealing with canines.
When a dog gets on something he's not supposed to, the dog person says in a calm but firm voice, "Down."

Cat People, not so much. If the dog gets on something he's not supposed, the response is: "Get your ass down."

Dog person tells a dog, "Sit." Repeats in a calm voice,   "Sit."

Cat person tells a dog, "Sit." Dog ignores cat person. "Damn it, sit!"

Dog person tells dog to stay. "Stay." Holds up hand to indicate stay. "Stay,"He/she reiterates dragging out the word.

Cat person tells dog to stay. Dog ignores cat person.  This time cat person responds with a blasphemy in front of the stay. And also makes a hand gesture but its not the one to stay.

Dog person says "Quiet," in voice of authority to stop dog barking.

Cat person says, "Don't make me come out there."

I think dogs are wonderful, faithful creatures. I truly do. Cats are just all kinds of easier.

Weekend

It's Too Cute Thursday

VBB: A Witch Without Magic

BLURB:When her neighbors accuse Belladonna of Satanism and making them age years to days, she must find who is behind it or face a modern day witch hunt. Her mysterious enemy knows where to strike to cause the most damage: Belladonna's only friend is losing his life-force; the garden that feeds her is dying; and her house ghost goes poltergeist. To save her neighbors and friends and prove her innocence, she must travel to the Otherworld where butterflies have razor wings and where her worst fears will come to life.
The mob on the other side of the wrought iron fence wore no tri-cornered hats or starched bonnets.  They didn’t brandish pitchforks or flaming torches.  Hell, they didn’t even bring a preacher to drive the Devil out.  Still, they had come to flush out a witch and the witch was me.
They were thirty all together, gathered outside my gate under the two California live oaks that shade the sidewalk in midday.  I had to squint into the still hot mid-October sun to study their unfamiliar faces.  The mob included several dwarves.  The youngest dwarf must have been in her forties, a tiny woman that for some reason wore a yellow, red and blue Snow White dress with an appliquéd picture of Snow White on the chest.  She didn’t look like a typical dwarf: no classically high forehead and her arms and legs were proportionate.  She was holding a fluffy purple teddy bear by a front paw and sucking her thumb.
In the sun my forehead sweated under the straw hat.  A mocking bird’s harsh chirrup burst from the oak on the right, piercing as a car horn.  I flinched.
I don’t much like or trust people in large groups - doing time in Greenville State Prison for Women had taught me that.  In prison the exercise yard is the most dangerous place to be: too many inmates in one area, too many chances to be stabbed with a shiv made from a sharpened toothbrush handle or from melted and hardened Styrofoam cups.AUTHOR Bio and Links: Larisa Walk, a native Russian, lives in California with her husband and two formerly homeless cats. She writes paranormal fiction that is more often than not populated by characters from the Russian fairy world. Her short fiction appeared in several anthologies and magazines. She has published a historic fantasy novel, A Handful of Earth, and a modern paranormal novel, A Witch Without Magic. See her quirky blog posts here: http://www.larisawalk.comAmazon:  http://www.amazon.com/A-Witch-Without-Magic-ebook/dp/B009JGYOQM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1363219858&sr=8-1&keywords=a+witch+without+magic+larisa+walk
Larisa will be awarding a $10 Amazon Gift Certificate to five randomly drawn commenters during the tour.