Zombie Week ~ Zombie’s like to eat Mountain Dew and read

Zombie Week ~ Silly Zombies

Zombie Week ~ Male Zombie Faces

Zombie Week ~ Female Zombie Faces

Zombie Week ~ Holloway Halloween Zombie’s

If the Zombie Apocalypse would have happened last night, my husband and I would be dead. However, it did not and we had a blast scaring the kids;-) I wasn’t so scary with my Bubba teeth though so the kids laughed at me more than anything. Nathan’s eye turned out gross which is cool and creepy. There are way too many pictures to share so I will spread them out through the week. What did you do for Halloween?

 

Desperate Women Piss Me “Write” Off!

The Desperate Smirk

…..at least they used to.

My husband is cute. This I know and this I appreciate. I think it is awesome that women look at him all the time. What I don’t appreciate is the openly flirtatious waitresses when we try to have a nice dinner together. It happened on our first date and has happened ever since. Tonight was no different. In the beginning, it did make me feel uncomfortable and I did get upset since we would try to have a conversation and my husband would barely take a drink of his soda and here came the refill jug……and the waitress of course lol! It is now more of a game for us. After 4 years together, the joke is literally on them. It makes the dinner date memorable and funnier than the normal everyday.

Our first date is definitely a memory to begin with, but throw in a flirty crackhead waitress and wa lah! …You have one heck of laugh through the years. We return to that same Ruby Tuesday’s every year too;-) Not sure where are crackhead buddy went though *sigh*.

I’ve had a couple waitresses that were openly nasty with me while smiling from ear to ear at my husband. I still wonder what they thought they might accomplish through that. Are there really guys that would stoop that low out there? Pathetic.

Tonight it wasn’t even our waitress! I really liked our actual waitress. She was sweet, fast and didn’t give that familiar “smirk” to my husband that is very obvious. However, her coworker must have walked by 30 times (no exaggeration). She was wearing the typical (you can see my boobs when I openly bend over facing your husband to dip my dishcloth into a bucket of water 3 or 4 times in a row for one table). The other girl used the bucket once so yeah. She strategically placed her drink cup on a back table in the dark facing us and would stand there staring…creepy. She was sitting in the other room when we first walked in and conveniently moved her ass (or should I say boobs) to the new location by us. She came and cleared some plates and our waitress came out with a puzzled look on her face like “who the heck moved my plates?” The place was not hopping. One table behind us was already eating and we were the only other two people in there.

My husband and I were keeping count on how many times she walked by. We laughed because the table behind us got some really good service lol! She would take back one little plate and come out and take one more little bowl. The familiar “smirk” was there and I was not amused. I used to feel sorry for women like that but it takes too much of my valuable time and there are more important people in my life who deserve my empathy. If someone is that disrespectful, they deserve nothing but a slap in the face. Some things just make me nauseous. If one of those pigs respond to such a thing than I guess they would be made for each other huh?

Again…what was she going to do? My husband had to use the bathroom but waited ’till we got home because he feared the scene from Step Brother’s. You’d understand if you saw it. We imagined her fantasy was to have my husband secretly leave his number and wink at her when I wasn’t looking. Who knows? All I know is, I am thankful to be who I am, I am thankful for a wonderful man and I am thankful for a beautiful marriage.

We look forward to our next night of entertainment as always:-p It’s like a free comedy show!

If this pisses you off….Go cry and let your dress strap conveniently fall off your shoulder!!! Maybe…just maybe…some unhappily married guy will come along and screw you….over.

I feel better now….Thanks

Interview By AmyBeth Inverness was Down “Write” Awesome!

I recently had the honor of being interviewed about my life and my novel, The Deep Freeze. The opportunity to share some of my goals and accomplishments was very exciting. My humor also manages to sneak its way in there so feel free to read and laugh!

http://amybethinverness.com/2011/10/28/interview-with-tammy-holloway/

Have a sci-fi day! ~ TLH

Aliens, Brains and Migraines

Aliens, Brains and Migraines

By: Tammy Holloway

                Cue the music…Theeeeere’s a pain in my brain and I call it a migraine but I think it’s an alien monster. With this pain in my brain I go hugely insane so I must get rid of this monster.

                I’m a writer. Yep, plain and simple. “Norf du spak! Norf du spak!” Oh yeah, before I forget, I have an alien in my brain and he pretty much decides everything. Norf du spak…that means “I’m your master”. I just go with it since there isn’t a whole lot I can do about him. It makes for interesting writing though I must say. I write science fiction and love the visions I get thanks to Al. Al isn’t very creative for a name but hey, I didn’t choose to have him in there.  I got tired of yelling “Shut up alien!” and “Stupid alien!” so I just shortened it. He seemed to like it because the first time I called him Al I got a nice gentle squeeze to the brain.

                Al hates most things so I generally live with a migraine almost every day at some point or another. Berkle smut almost always means a big one is coming so I make the most of my day with relaxation music and a hot bath.  Before I realized what berkle smut meant, I continued my day as normal. It wouldn’t matter if I was in the middle of writing a really great story, the pain would come with such intensity that I would have to put the pen down. I always hated trying to remember what I was going to write next and Al would laugh and access my memory bank with some really off the wall material. I don’t know how many times I started writing whole paragraphs before I realized what was going on. “Very funny Al!” I would say in a louder than normal tone. Wreek lum sten fo ler ler. Kimp san wen voc romp. Dok la.&*YOYIH NUUIY*YYYOUPIOJO.

                “AL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Stop it!” Anyway, it’s time to feed Al. I can forget about getting anything hfskslend…normal written until he is happy again.

Have a sci-fi day everyone! ~ TLH

Fairy Tale Aminals from the Not “Write” Society

Jomon Anto gave me permission to share these photos that he created using Photoshop. I laughed so hard I cried!

I love to make people smile – especially on a Monday – so here you go:

 

I call this girl a Drog….Ain’t she purdy?

 

….and in the monin’ I’m makin’ waffles! Very small waffles – Prairie Donkey

 

Sorry guys…This one gets the name “Burt”. Don’t ask me why. It just got stuck in my head. Be afraid…Be very afraid!

I’m waiting for this thing to say in a raspy voice Hey! Got a cigarette?

 

Now this is one bad A dude here. We’ll just call him Fly….or Chuck Norris..Either one will work.

 

Squog! She’s a keeper. Imagine the money that would be saved on dog food!

The first thing that came to me….after I stopped laughing so hard, was to make a fairy tale story out of them. Their leader? Fly of course, with Drog working as a guard for the princess Squog. Burt tries to kidnap princess Squog and Prairie Donkey is her knight in shining armor…very small armor.

Have a wonderful sci-fi day my friends! ~ TLH

How To Train Your Dog To Get You A Beer? Is That “Write”?

One of my adventures involved starting my own radio show. The Puppy Whisperer is a show designed to help dog owners with some of the more difficult times in a dog’s life. From tricks like “how to train your dog to get you a beer” to “potty training” – Each episode offers free tips to guide you into a happier life with your four-legged friend. It was another form of writing for me, but also a way to fill the need to help others. This happens to be one of the more popular shows lol!

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Here is Daisy after she just learned the trick at 5 months old:

Here is Buster after the trick had been perfected: