timelord1

So, the town where I live has a bit of a...rough edge to it. It's like the 9th or 10th most violent city in the United States (of our size? I don't know, anyway, people were up in arms about it) - we're like the Detroit of mid-sized cities, I guess. Anyway, there's also a pretty serious lack of quality education. The fact that I can construct a sentence at all has more to do with my parents' insisting I grow up something of an intellectual snob than what I learned in school.

Anyway, so Mr. Timelord and I are going to go as a mad scientist (me!) and her fiendish creation for Halloween this year. I wanted an Erlenmeyer flask, and can't find a place in town that would have something like that. So I called this one local party store that has the best Halloween room in town. Bearing in mind the entire store is staffed by a bunch of snooty women - they've been around for decades, and no teenager has ever worked in this store. I think you actually have to be an uptight old broad who looks like they have a lot of money to even apply to work there. This is pointed out just so you know I wasn't talking to some young kid who didn't know any better.

Here was our conversation:

Me - Hi, I'm looking for an Erlenmeyer flask, like a mad scientist would have in their lab.
Clerk - Huh?
Me - Oh, sorry. It's kind of an odd shaped glass container. Sort of like a bottle, but wide at the bottom. Like they use in a lab.
Clerk - No, we don't have no glass bottle thing.

Now, as some of you know I am a grammar nut. I nearly burst into flames. Just had to share. Today's adventure: find an Erlenmeyer flask. Given the intellectual atmosphere of this town, it will probably end up being a road trip.

Well, now I gots me a problem. F&W Chapter 15 is over 4,000 words long. :/ But I don't want to cut it into two chapters. I suppose I could - just post them immediately back to back, but it breaks up the flow. Wasn't I just saying something to you, kelkat9, about not cutting things? Urgh. This is what I get for posting advice about writing. I end up in EXACTLY the same predicament.

*bangs head on table*
*back to drawing board*

Chapter posted sometime today, I promise. :)