Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Yep, the Spammer Got it

Drizzly evening smooches, my Beautiful Big Cats, yep, some nasty noisy spammer got hold of the moi’s email addy, and used it to advertise a towering member product. So, if you see 80% in the subject line, delete immediately!!! Please!
Okay, Kittens, the Kougar is still working away on her Tiger short story, making progress on her editing, but the deadline is looming! So plaintive yowls... will she make it?
Of course, Zyrru, the hero’s towering member makes more than one appearance and is inspired by the heroine, Stacy... only. No drugs of any kind were used in the penning of this particular story.

About a week ago, the Kougaress had this epic dream of being with Adrian Paul... no, not in the towering member way... though, it was a super cool action dream in a lot of ways, including ‘flying’ with him... you know, those flying dreams we have. In this dream, the flying scenes followed tone of the story and the colors were bold shades like an oil painting, yet also dark-toned, sort of like BREED, where Adrian Paul played a vampire in a future world ... AND, BY THE WAY, the Kougar will be starring Adrian Paul as her hottie during the BUNNY HOP BLOG TOUR, scheduled to begin Friday, April 2nd and continuing through Sunday, April 4th.
This Big Cat was musing on the state of our world, and how many of us are feeling a sense of depression about how things are going in general... gee, natural enough, just given the economy, itself... yet, there’s this weird idea *out there* that drugs like Prozac are somehow required for an emotion suitable to the current situation.
Other than the fact the drug companies make tons o’ money, why promote the idea that natural emotions are bad or that having a feeling of depression is some kind of syndrome? No, we’re human beings. We have emotions and feelings. They go up and down. They change. They respond to whatever we’re experiencing in our lives. You know, like your mood or emotion can change by simply listening to certain songs. At some point, it could be speculated that there will be a *Music-listening Syndrome*, and, well, all you need is this little pill to smooth it all out and make it all go away.
So, if any mental health professional or any nosey busybody or anyone from the government asks how you’re doing and how you’re feeling... here’s a suggestion... put a dream-like smile on your face and say...

Happy, happy, happy
pennies from heaven
a bowl full of cherries
oh, look, the end of the rainbow
and I see the blue bird of happiness
Wow, there’s the light at the end of the tunnel
I know sunny days are here again...
I’m whistling on my way to work these days...
Oh my, it looks like it going to rain, but there’s a silver lining in every cloud...


Authoress news and mews ~


Heightening the Senses
by Chloe Waits

Well it's Wicked Wednesday, and here are some ideas to get you over the um, hump!
My post today is about heightening the senses.


Can you tell I'm stalled?
By Crystal Kauffman

I popped over to a blog this morning, following a link my new editor placed on her blog. (I’m a hopeless link follower) The blog was funny.

THANKS, Adelle Laudan! at Lindsay Townsend’s THE PINK BLOG.

Congratulations to Savanna Kougar. You've won my Iron Horse Rider Series in Ebook.


Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 451 ~

Sylva turned, watching Aunt Martha rise and quickly move to a draped contract station. “Anything I can do?” she asked in the following silence. “Yep, darlin’, come stand beside me and point that gun at the door. Shoot if anyone comes in who ain’t Lariat.” Padding next to her cowboy, Sylva positioned herself. “What does Lariat look like?” With the side of her body pressed against his, she felt Zeke relax his stance some. “He’s a blonde, blue-eyed, good lookin’ devil. The ranch’s brand is on his jacket lapel. A horse jumpin’ over the sun and clouds.” Sylva heard boot-wearing footsteps.

Zeke felt his Sylva tense and aim. “Sounds like Lariat. That you, Lariat? Gun is pointed in your direction.” The steps halted, then spun around. “Dang! The varmint!” Aunt Martha raced toward them, her rifle at her side. “I’ll get ‘im,” she shouted, running past them and out the door. “Hell.” Zeke prayed like all get out. He couldn’t leave Sylva. If he picked up their enemy’s advanced-tech pistol and tried using the stun setting to keep him knocked out, it could have nasty consequences. The pistol could explode at his touch. “Sylva...” Several shots sounded close by. “Got him!”
Part 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, then Part 15... and before...
Part 16 ~ 450 ~ see the Kougar’s prior bloggies... or the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ ~ OR! Now available on The Romance Studio Forum, January through December 2009 flashes ~ ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~

~~~ Do not comply with the corporate Borg. Resistance is victory. ~~~
~~~ Remember, knowledge and truth make us unfit to be slaves. ~~~
~~~ May the FDA burn in the hell it’s made for all of us, immediately!!! ~~~


Wish Upon on a Blue Moon New Year...
May your most romantic dreams come true...

Happy, happy, happy smooches from the Kougar...


Jolie Cain said...

Ugh! I hate spammers and hackers!!

Serena Shay said...

Grr...back off you naughty spammers!

Oh yeah, any dream with the sexy Mr. Paul in it makes for a very good night! ;)

Savanna Kougar said...

Jolie, why don't they spam the bad guys and gals? and leave the rest of us alone...

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, usually my dreams with Mr. Paul are good or epic in nature... makes you want to believe you are merely in other dimensions at times.