Super Sabado: Hmmph!

You can storm around all you want and huff and puff till the house blows down. I have only one question, Babs, honey: “What have you sold”?

Miss Snark, the Literary Agent to Barbara Bauer.

This is what you call perfect justice. Literary Agent Scam Artist Barbara Bauer hustles a whole lot of writers. Word gets around, and she lands on a list of the 20 Worst Agents.

This list appears all over, including Absolute Write. Bauer cries libel and Absolute Write‘s webhost rather stupidly shuts them down without investigating the facts.

Writers everywhere explode with the unfairness of it all. Even Neil Gaiman is getting into the act. Is Ms. Bauer going to try to shut everybody down? I think not!

Today’s Super Sabado explores the question: what is it that motivates people to do the not-so-nice things they do? Is it always money?

Deep stuff, which we will wash down with our usual Margaritas and not-so-usual blue corn chips courtesy of Miklb. (I’d be more eloquent in my thanks, Miklb, but I shouldn’t talk with my mouth full.)

Pass the guac and let’s imagine there are no calories in Mexican food, because oh! How I love the stuff.

So. Why do people do the awful things they do?


Maybe it was the smell of decaying seaweed and salt water mixed with coconut oil. Perhaps it was due to the hot Californian sun melting her brains.

Mimi of Mimi’s Pixie Corner, who offers one picturesque explanation.


Because there is entirely too much cat blogging…

Horse-lover Pat Kirby of Ramblings from the Desert, with a rather simplistic explanation, we think. But hey! Mojo says it works for him!


Doo-doo Heads can spoil even the nicest day…

M.G. Tarquini of Genre Neutral, who thinks the problem is caused when people mistake the workings of the excretory system for brain cell activity.


…all it takes is a little scrubbing to get rid of the poop after the babies fly the coop, which will be any day now.

Bonnie of Bonnie Writes, who refuses to mistake an excretory system for anything other than what it is.


I’ve always been a big believer in not writing down anything you might regret later in court and I think I’m still sticking to that

Jon of Letters to Myself, who believes it best not to leave a paper trail.


All humor hides
under the sofa quivering
in fear for the sight
of the wild brunette
in the Steve Nash tank.

Elizabeth of Plein Air Sketches, who may be too distracted to adequately address the question until the Western Finals are over.


“In a fair fight, Latex will always beat Botox”

Sponge Girl, who breaks our philosophical question down to its most elemental parts.


I just plonked my head on the floor, fingers interlocked behind the head, straightened the legs, lifted gracefully into a free-standing posture and “how long do you want me here?”.

Mark McLellan of Gullible’s Travels, who’d rather show us than tell us, and turns out to be WAY more flexible than we ever pegged him for.


Line to listen for: “Maybe the thing you saw was a . . . a monster?”

Exclamation Mark’s B-Movie Reviews, who believes identification of the problem is the first step.


…he thought about it for a bit, then pointed out that if you have a sword, and the other person has a gun, you’re going to have to duck.

K.J.‘s five-year-old, after his mom explained why people fight wars with guns, rather than swords.


Love is seen as purely an emotion, a feeling that can exist one moment and then not the next, rather than an act of the will.

Dave of Stupid Human Tricks, who does not believe that all is fair in love or war.


Maybe the angry socks gods pilfered my brain and left me with a noodle.

Kait of K’s Chaos, definitely not brainless, no matter what she thinks.


Now that food has replaced sex in my life, I can’t even get into my own pants.

Dennie‘s Yankee Aunt, who doesn’t really answer the question, but who sure as heck knows how to change the subject.


Let me first say that I do not now nor have I ever watched American Idol. Well, I may have seen it on a few times while walking through the den and stopped long enough to see a few episodes. Not that I believe for a second that it’s beneath me or that my reputation would be tarnished if I admitted to being a fan of the show. I just don’t have the time in my schedule to dedicate an hour to televised karaoke (woops, slipped).

Jeff B. of Syntax of Things, who doth protest too much.


Trimming cable wires while the other end is plugged in causes interesting effects and sensations.

Podz of What Makes You Happy,now the proud owner of a fizzing finger.


I walked away (or maybe stumbled a little), thinking, “I won’t change my mind. Business and pleasure are not a good mix. Neither is four hours of champagne with very little food.”

Teri Gray Franta of Here’s to Happy Women, who prefers to keep her pleasure free of all business with friends or family. Have another Margarita, Teri. Hair of the dog, and all that.


And for those of you who’ve stayed to the very end, here’s a great Star Wars parody, brought to you by Robot Chicken.

Via NeedCoffee.com.

11 Replies to “Super Sabado: Hmmph!”

  1. Thanks for the plug babe!

    That Star Wars was farkin’ HILARIOUS! I’m still laughing…’I love you too.’ HA!

  2. “I love you, too.” Even after he let the Death Star be blown up, the Emperor still loves him. Now that’s what love is all about.

  3. Bonnie

    LOL. That Star Wars Parody is excellent, thanks for tracking down all those goodies for us (and the plug).

    Toodle-pip!

    Mark

  4. Hey, guys… I did write a comment late Saturday but WHERE DID IT GO???

    Well, I’m glad you liked that Star Wars parody. It made me laugh! As my lost comment mentioned, part of the team responsible for Robot Chicken is the actor Seth Green, who played Scott Evil in the Austin Powers movies.

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