{"id":351,"date":"2006-11-03T13:26:00","date_gmt":"2006-11-03T19:26:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=351"},"modified":"2006-11-03T13:26:00","modified_gmt":"2006-11-03T19:26:00","slug":"a-lesson-in-word-padding","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/?p=351","title":{"rendered":"A lesson in word padding"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/www.chaoskid.com\/nano2006\/uploaded_images\/MyPicture-795230.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/www.chaoskid.com\/nano2006\/uploaded_images\/MyPicture-790441.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><br \/>Word count: 5545<br \/>Health: poor. This has turned into a full-blown cold. Yippie yay!<\/p>\n<p>A list of things is a Nano writer&#8217;s best friend. Two years ago, I listed out, in one page, 52 random objects that one of my characters was dreaming about. Look for it again soon&#8230;.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Good old Sal. He&#8217;s always ready to help out his fellow man. I feel inside my jacket to find that I actually do have my wallet. Opening it reveals several $100 bills and the other usual items (driver&#8217;s license, four credit cards, fortune cookie fortunes, Scrabble tiles of my favorite letters &#8212; R, S, T, L, N, E, free delivery coupons from my favorite restaurants, three receipts from three different ATMs, preferred customer cards from six different grocery stores, two different shoe stores, five different gas stations and a laundromat, three different video store membership cards, free sandwich punch cards for several different delis and Vienna Beef joints, another driver&#8217;s license, a photo of my lovely wife, a photo of my lovely cat and a photo of a not-so-lovely corpse.)<\/p>\n<p>Let&#8217;s just back up here a second and take a look at that last photo, right? I&#8217;d love to play it off and say, &#8220;Hey hey, that&#8217;s right. I&#8217;m a detective and I carry around a picture of a corpse in my wallet. For&#8230;uh&#8230;you know, good luck.&#8221; But I don&#8217;t. I don&#8217;t like corpses. I mean I really, really, really don&#8217;t like corpses. I&#8217;ve turned green, puked, fainted or done some other things of which I will spare you the details around just about every corpse I&#8217;ve come near. There is no way I would keep a picture of a corpse as a souvenir and I would do almost anything to avoid taking a picture of a corpse for any reason, business related or not. You&#8217;ve seen those cops on television who can have these light and witty conversations while standing over a dead body. One guy&#8217;s saying crap like, &#8220;Well, he just went out for a haircut.&#8221; And the other guy pulls the sheet off the body and you see he&#8217;s been decapitated and he says, &#8220;Looks like they took a little too much off the top.&#8221; And they both laugh. Or the first guy says, &#8220;Come on, Louie, let&#8217;s find the bastard who did this.&#8221; Or some shit like that. Maybe there are cops like that out there, and maybe it&#8217;s just their way of avoiding the really seriously disgusting and disturbing fact that the bag of blood and meat they&#8217;re looking at once was a living, breathing individual. Not every death is a huge loss, mind you, but every death is, at the very least, a death.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Word count: 5545Health: poor. This has turned into a full-blown cold. Yippie yay! A list of things is a Nano writer&#8217;s best friend. Two years ago, I listed out, in one page, 52 random objects that one of my characters was dreaming about. Look for it again soon&#8230;. Good old Sal. He&#8217;s always ready to [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-351","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=351"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/351\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.illinoir.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}