Day Two: Actually Day Three

Alright, it is day three, about eighteen minutes away from day four [42 minutes into day four as I post this], which means that my day three post will also be 24 hours late. If you have met me, my name is Jim, and I am operating absolutely on time.

Excuse lightning round, go! Nicole and I (if I haven't mentioned or if you don't know, Nicole is my lady friend, and will henceforth be referred to as lady friend and/or Nicole. Mayhaps 'girlfriend' from time to time, but she's so much more than that, I don't see this term popping up much), drove to Spartanburg, SC, where my parents live, on Friday night, arriving around 11:30 in the P.M. My friend Sarah was getting married the next day, the 23rd, on Edisto Island. My parents were also going to the ceremony, and we thought that we would ride down with them. Our reasoning on this was three fold:

1) Edisto Island is void of hotels, so we would have had to rent a beach house for the night, and that would have been too expensive for one evening. Even if it wasn't, I didn't call to find out because I am lazy, therefore I did not know the price of a dwelling there;

2) We could have stayed at a hotel off the island, but to have stayed for the whole reception would have resulted in off the hizzy drunkenness, and to drive to a hotel in that condition would not only be unwise, but illegal in most states in the union, South Carolina included.

3) Xavier and Deidra were having a baby shower this afternoon at 3:00 P.M., which we had to attend, because if the next baby is anywhere as cute at the first one, paparazzi will be swarming around their house like seagulls in a Hitchcock nightmare. We had to be there, and we figured if we had a five hour drive in combination with a terrible hangover (see item 2), we would never make it on time.

Put simply, we went with my parents so we wouldn't have to pay for accommodation, wouldn't have to drive so far to the wedding, and wouldn't be late to the baby-on-the-way shin-dig . Of course, we spent eight hours in the car yesterday (Saturday), and arrived at the shower at 5:45 P.M. today; hey we got two out three, and that ain't bad, as Jack Nicholson says in Mars Attacks. Curious: does anyone ever get Jack Nicholson the actor mixed up with Jack Nicklaus the golfer? I'm not sure if I've ever said them in the right context. Ever. More frustrating than you might imagine, I promise. On to business.

Daily Goal: 1667

Today's (actually June 23rd's) Word Count: 1364

Surplus/Deficit: -303

Current J.W.B. account holdings: 430 (I have started an Excel document to help me keep count of my daily word count, surplus/deficit, and J.W.B. account standing. I say with utter assurance that this will be the only spreadsheet that I regularly keep up with for my entire life)

Not great numbers, but I'll make them up. I now go to write day my daily allotment for day three. It's technically day four. I will be posting later tonight.


As you can see to the right, I'm uber excited about pounding out today's (i.e. yesterday's) word count. If you're somewhat lost concerning the days that things are actually being written, i recommend an astrolabe, an abacus, and a compass.