At the ripe ol’ age of ‘I’m not telling’ I have discovered a love for baseball. I come from a family of football fans. Niners fans to be exact with a straggler or two rooting for some other team. My twins… well somehow at the age of four they decided one was a Packers fan and one was a Cowboys fan. Needless to say their grandfather and aunt have not disowned them yet and it has been almost two years since they decided who they were cheering for.
One of my boys is a huge fan of baseball on the wii. So being the mom that I am (and having a best friend who is a HUGE Cubbies fan), I decided that the only thing I could do was learn a little about the sport. Low and behold I fell in love. Not with the guys in uniform, though I will admit they do add a little something to the game. I actually enjoy the game. Vegas has no claim to a major league sport of their own, however we do have sports here. We have hockey with the Wranglers, arena football with the Gladiators, and then we have baseball……where our beloved (even though they are not performing well) 51′s are currently the official farm team for the Toronto Blue Jays. But to my darling Cub-loving best friend, I will let you guess what team I root for.
Yep, that’s right ladies and gents. It is a Red Sox hat I am wearing. No the photo is not from a Sox game, but a local game before the 4th of July. Regardless it was a blast and we had awesome seats compelete with entertainment two seats over. So as my nephews are headed to watch the Angels play the Stankees… I mean the Yankees tonight, I am hoping the Angels can pull a little West Coast magic out of their hats and help keep the Sox ahead. Oh come on Yankees fans you’ve heard worse than that I am sure. Boston fans do too. It’s all for the love of the game. Hmm story idea brewing here….better get outta here.
Here we come! Whoot! Okay, so months ago I decided on this awesome gift for my darling best friend for her birthday and a belated Christmas present. Yes, I know it sounds kinda cheap of me, but many of you may not understand. Going to a show in Vegas, or at least most of the good ones, is likely to break your bank account and this one is no exception. The choice was also a bit self indulgent. I have been dying to see Phantom of the Opera. Broadway would be my preference, however, it would appear that at the rate I am going, even an LA production is not in my immediate future. The Vegas production is supposed to be unbelievable. Well, we shall see as Row and I can be a bit difficult to please when it comes to such things. (We have quite defined ideas on our musical productions ) Here is a little promo to whet your appetite.
and whoever thought otherwise… never saw my shoe collection. These are my recently acquired Walmart specials which I am in love with! Aren’t they cute? Shoegasm!
Yes, I have an affair with shoes. BTW- Shoe-gasm is totally a word in Moira’s dictionary.
Can’t you keep your head out of the gutter for one minute? I promise we’ll go back to the gutter momentarily. This weeks Friday Fling is all about vampires. How appropriate considering the date? Huh? Not really a coincidence, but still freaking fabulous!
Ok, so the down and dirty of it is simple. I know damn well there are other vampire junkies out there. The good, the bad, the down right nasty… we love them all. Why? Oh come on! Just look at them. Thanks to many an author’s imagination, for the most part, vampires are sex appeal incarnate. The bite (sometimes orgasmic in nature), the power, the danger, the sheer desire to take the forbidden…did I mention the bite? I did. And who could possibly turn away eternally beautiful man meat? See told you I would allow the mind to return to the gutter.
From an author’s standpoint, I think the appeal is just as simple. Vampires trigger a sense of danger. They can bring an unknown element to the story. Oh but hasn’t everything been written about vampires? How can you keep it fresh? My dear friends, that is when the author is at their best (or worst). The challenge of finding ways to re-create the vampire, without taking away the elements that draw us to them, can be fun. Yes, it can also be infuriating, but admit it, those of you that write know it is part of the joy of writing. Because without our spin, he’s still just Dracula in a cape. And while Mr. Lugosi may have been ‘The Man’ for his portrayal of the vampire that started the love affair, we have evolved and so has the vampire of our dreams.
What do you think of the fab new site developed by Vicki Maxwell of Swank Webstyles fame? Doesn’t matter what you think anyways because I am in love….
This site just feels like me. It screams look out world here comes Moira Keith and she ain’t never leaving! Ok, a bit dramatic I know, but cripes-I am a writer and according to my family a true drama queen. Hmm….guess they were right. Where’s my tiara? Oh look, there it is!
Take a look around and enjoy the new diggs! It is still coming together, but I kid you not when I say Vicki is my hero.
In honor of the craptacular day I’ve had and a kind reminder from a self proclaimed ‘innocent’ Irish girl who reminded me that even when life gets you down, grab a beer, some angry girl music, and sing into the beer bottle like no one is watching!
It is also a shout out to all of my Dolls who keep me sane when my life wants to drag me into a pit of despair. (I’m a writer, surely you didn’t expect me to come up with something less dramatic did you?)
) Here is a little promo to whet your appetite. 
