Then it hit me. Why not write about my new career: Space Nurses! I did a quick Google to see how original the idea is, and unfortunately the first thing to come up was a Canadian online porn cartoon. You can click here if you really want to see.
The only other thing I saw was the cover below, and between that and the X-rated Web 'toon, I don't know which is worse.
Back to the drawing board.
Anyway, it's 1:30 in the morning at I'm all alone at work because I'm supposed to be doing homework. Instead I have "My Cousin Vinnie" on the TV and I'm blogging. I blame Erin. Her blog is like crack, it's so addictive. I try to stay away but I have to get my fix.
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If you do Space Ex-Lawyers, both kc and I could help.
Of course, we still consider ourselves lawyers. Just not attorneys. I explained this to Erin, and she said (in her most disdainful voice, which is pretty flippin full of disdain), "I know the difference. It's in the stylebook."
Well, excuuuuuse me. Not all ex-copy editors have the stylebook memorized, and not all ex-attorneys know that the lawyer/attorney distinction is in there.
Last night, Erin got addicted to reading her own diaries. "This one's really funny. Did we read through it, too?" So I think there'll be plenty more to come. She's only a fourth of the way through the first one!
Hee. "Threatens her life as a woman?" Be careful, George! Your new career may turn out to be more dangerous than you could have imagined.
I should start charging more.
Yeah, Wendy, last night I watched the "Scrubs" episode with Ricky Schroder as a mail nurse, or "murse."
"You got your nursing degree in the male!"
And Erin, Ben is inspiring me in seeking a resolution to my current career, so you can't start charging. I may not have a way to pay, and I'm not ready to become the blogger equivalent of a crackwhore.
I know what you mean by Erin's blog being addictive! I've heard it all before, but I can't wait for the next installment. I am insanely jealous that I don't have such a record of my own silly youth.
But I digress. Your book. Have you considered Space Plastic Surgeons? You know how everyone in space is weird looking. Like they have giant ears or massive unexplained lumps on their foreheads or scaly skin. Well, wouldn't there be a big demand for cosmetic surgery? Like if you got in a spaceship wreck and your massive lump got disfigured. Or if you had a birth defect that made your scales uneven. Or maybe you just wanted to have big round human boobs, instead of pointy Romulan ones. Think about it.
Not a bad idea. Like if someone wanted to be like the three-boobed chick from "Total Recall."
So Ben, now that you're freem from the Daily Grind, when are you gonna start posting?
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