Friday, September 15, 2006

A few words before I leave you...or not


Julie and me on our annual beach vacation

So every year the Slick family heads down to the beach for two weeks and it's been a real luxury since J&E graduated high school because now we can go at the end of September when it's devoid of tourists. We're taking off tomorrow and won't be home until October 1. And as of this moment, J&E aren't even sure if and when they are joining us -- they have rehearsals, busy boyfriend/girlfriends -- I only know they aren't tagging along the first day --- Eric is thinking he may come down this Wednesday for a couple o'days; Julie is busy juggling a bunch of stuff and may not make it until next week. As I've posted several times, Eric has two NYC gigs at the end of this month and there's been a slight change -- his gig at CBGBs on September 28 is not the last show ever for that venue -- they've gotten an additional week stay of execution so the final show is actually October 5 and whether Eric will be asked to play on October 5 or not remains to be seen. But if you are in NYC on September 27, you can catch him for free outside of Grand Central Station at noon and at CBGBs the evening of September 28 with Chris Harford and members of Ween. I may interrupt my vacation and fly up to NYC for the September 28th show but I'm not sure.

Anyway, my youngest child Monty dog is accompanying us tomorrow and he loves, loves, loves the beach so he's probably going to be the happiest one of all. I probably posted this pic of him before but wtf:



Cute little bugger, isn't he? Yeah, yeah, good looks run in the family.

So what's scary is that the island where we'll be isn't wireless; there are no Starbucks or any other hot spots...just a public library a mile and a half away with restricted hours and worse, a tight ban on more than thirty minutes of internet use.

I am so screwed.

Ha ha, not really. I have my journals, my pens, and a printed out alleged final, completed draft of "Daddy Left Me Alone With God" which I will go over yet again over the next two weeks. And I'm sure I'll ride my bicycle to the library a few times and maybe even somehow do a blog post or two...I guess it will depend on whether I have anything to say. Wait. When don't I have anything to say? (insert smiley face emoticon here)

Hard to believe it's a year since my last vacation at the beach...you know, the one where I thought I made this great discovery of an unknown writer named Neil Gaiman and couldn't wait to get back home so I could tell all of my friends about him? Ha ha ha - you should have seen my face when I googled him upon my return to Philadelphia. And of course if you are a regular reader of this blog, you also know that I've been, err, a little obsessed with him this year but that's only because he's amazingly talented, amazingly handsome, loves rock music, and to top it off, is a Brit. Oh god. So anyway, I ended up meeting him, making an ass of myself, and then had no choice but to write about it. Chick Flicks Magazine loved my essay and accepted it for publication -- here's the online link -- with a shout out to Myfanwy Collins and L. Lori Young who each make an appearance in this sad, sad tale.

And if you like the above photo of daughter Julie and me, you'll love this one of Neil:



Ha ha - that cracks me up so much I actually made it a permanent link on the right hand side here -- a writer pal of mine (who has been missing in action...hmmm...very strange), David Niall Wilson -- did it as a joke for me one day.

So anyway, last year I read Gaiman's short story collection Smoke and Mirrors while on vacation; this year I'm lucky enough to be able to read his new release, Fragile Things at the beach because it's being released on September 26. I can just see me ordering Gary to drive me to civilization that day because there is only one book store on the entire island where we'll be and it's a used bookstore which I love, but alas they won't have Fragile Things the day it comes out. I was actually tempted to pre-order it from Amazon and have it mailed to my beach house but was too paranoid it wouldn't arrive in time and I'd be back in Philadelphia before it ever got there.

Yes, I know. I have completely lost my mind.

In other news, I was really touched to see what Paul Green wrote about Julie and Eric on the School of Rock website.

Yeah, you know it, I'm cutting and pasting for (y)our convenience:

"Humongous (and belated) congratulations are in order for School of Rock alumni (and original students!) Eric and Julie Slick, who in the spring landed a dream gig: playing as the backup band for ADRIAN BELEW! For those who don't know, Adrian is an absolute guitar master, and besides his fabulous solo career, has played in/for King Crimson, Frank Zappa, David Bowie, Talking Heads, Paul Simon, and countless others.

Eric and Julie have been touring with Adrian Belew as part of his power trio since early in the summer, and the reviews have been unbelieveable. Check this one out: Jam Base.

Of all the great things that have happened to the school over the years, this one makes me the proudest.

- PG"


Ahem. I'm a little verklempt at the moment. Talk amongst yourselves.

Sooo...unless something momentous happens between today and tomorrow, this may be it until October 1...or not, you never know with me, I'm liable to be at that library every morning blogging...but if it doesn't work out that way, have a happy rest of September, buy Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things so we can have a meaningful discussion upon my return, and I'll be back to drive you all crazy next month.

Oh. One final thing. Another Bite of the Apple and Buenos Noches, Justine remain number one and number two highest rated in erotica at Fictionwise. I'm not only the Empress of Cyberworld, I'm the Empress of...never mind.

Later,
xo

9 comments:

Susan Henderson said...

Robin,

Dorks are some of my favorite people, and that story is adorable. I'll miss you while you're away at the beach.

P.S. I think I'm in love with Monty.

RobinSlick said...

Aw, thanks. And I'll miss you, too. I'm really going to miss www.litpark.com -- I'll probably have to ride my bike to the library MWF just to get my fix!

Monty does have that effect on people. And he's brilliant - has a huge vocabulary and is very vocal. I was pissed when that dog who says "I love you" was on a bunch of tv shows a couple of months ago...Monty has been saying that to me whenever I say it to him for years. Sort of like "Ry Ruv Rou" like Ruff on the Jetsons. I told him he's going to the beach tomorrow and he brought me his ball and when I made a big fuss, he brought me his leash, dropped it at my feet, and wagged his tail expectantly/excitedly.

Whenever I travel alone, which is a pretty frequent thing these days, the minute he sees me with my suitcase he starts freaking out. He jumps from sofa to sofa, barking at me as if to say "Where the hell are you going, woman? Are you leaving me again?" And when I come home from my trip, he does the same thing all over again, as if to admonish me for abandoning him.

Animals are the best.

katrina said...

Have a wonderful time, Rob!

RobinSlick said...

Thanks, Kat...and congratulations again! You'll have to keep me up to date on your progress with your agent -- I'm so excited for you and didn't even know you'd written a novel. I do know that I've really been enjoying your short stories -- I read one recently at Storyglossia that had me riveted and I figured you had a collection coming out.

Oh god. What am I going to do without a computer for two weeks? Arghhh....

lisaannette said...

Gorgeous pic of you & J. Have a wonderful time at the seaside.

You still crack me up! When I get a couple of dollars to spare, I've got to run not walk to the local Barnes & Noble.

; ) Lisaannette

Myfanwy Collins said...

Have a great, great vacation, Robin. I will miss you.

love,
myf

Ms. Lori said...

HAhahaaaa! Love it, you dorky-noodles.

And, um, who the hell is L. LORI Young? A filthy imposter I say! ;-)

Hsve a good time at the beach, Grace.

Ms. Lori said...

Of course, that should be "have" a good time at the beach. Please do not "Hsve" a good time, because, as we all know, "hsve" is German for dog poop.

Katie said...

Have a great trip! Monty is adorable. ADORABLE!!!