Polka is Not a Crime & Friday Videos

I know this isn't book related, but I'm booked out today getting ready for the release of Dark Companion next week. I'm sure that the people who don't have the day off are just at work whining about not having the day off. I really feel like Americans need more holidays and not just stupid ones that are an excuse for stores to market crap for the next holiday. I don't want to see Christmas decorations in October. I think we need holidays where we do fun things.

I would like to see a National Polka Holiday. Like all thinking people, I am wild about polka parties. We used to have them in college and my arty friends had them when they lived in a warehouse. It's exhilarating to whirl madly around with a partner, trying not to crash into others while some guy belts out a corny tune on a tuba. Naturally, the day would be celebrated with sausages. We as a nation love sausages and yet we have no holiday that specifically features them. I, for one, would rather have a grilled kielbasa than dried out turkey any day.

I am going to include a polka theme in my next book. Maybe there will be a romantic encounter at a polka party. There will be smexy talk by the bratwurst. Skirts will fly and there will be a brawny guy in lederhosen. Lederhosen are ridiculously expensive -- I know because I once shopped for them. But that's another story.

What was I saying? Oh, yeah, I would also like to see a National Bubble Day where everyone would be encouraged to blow bubbles. Dawn Soap makes the best ones. (Dawn Soap is also the best stuff for washing off a skunked dog, which is why I keep an emergency bottle in the cupboard.) We could have parades of school children blowing bubbles and playing kazoos. Think of how that would help our spirit? Afterwards, city workers could hose off the streets and we'd be sparkling clean, too.

But, not, the entitled jerks with MBAs who run our country think we should work more while they vacation in the Bahamas where they've off-shored their money for tax purposes and ask their maids to bring refills of rum cocktails for their teenage mistresses. These men would deny us polka parties, bubble celebrations, and national pet holidays because it might cut into the kazillion dollars they earn every week. I hate these guys and I hope you do, too.

What was I saying? Oh, yeah, a few weeks ago I had a contest and people mentioned some of their favorite snarky characters and I said I'd feature videos with said snarky characters, so here they are.

GRATUITOUS VIDEOS OF THE DAY

This is a long one, but amusing. The word bitch is used, so don't play it loud at work.








Because it's Friday...disco and Richard Armitage. Have a great weekend!