My name is Ashley and I have always wanted to do something important with my life. I am, however, a recent college graduate who is completely and utterly unemployed. So this is what I do. I write. Only, I currently want for inspiration.
I work at my kitchen table, drinking way to much coffee (because Keurig’s are too easy to operate), and surf the internet. I would go outside but I live in Nebraska and its about 28 degrees F with a windchill of 0. If I had a job that forced me to be out in this abominable weather, I would be. So to my farming and ranching friends, know that I admire you in all that you do.
So why 1224 Fox Slippers and Coffee.
Because nothing summed up my currently unemployed lifestyle as completely.
1224: Is actually supposed to be 12:24 but apparently spaces and special characters are frowned upon in internet-speak. As it turns out12:24 actually stands for a lot – including:
Religious: Acts 12:24 (But the word of God continued to advance and gain adherents), Mark 12:24 (Are you not in error because you do not know the Scriptures or the power of God?), John 12:24 (Something to do with perpetuating the word of God with an analogy to wheat), Luke 12:24 (God feeds the ravens, which, according to Luke, are apparently useless animals, and aren’t you better than a useless bird), 2 Samuel 12:24 (the Conception of Solomon). 12/24 – Christmas Eve (obviously), There is also a Proverbs 12:24, Joshua 12:24, and Hebrews 12:24. Just incase anyone was curious.
Non-religious: 12-24 – Some terrible sounding horror movie from 2008 where a variety of characters are heading home on Christmas Eve when the dead begin to rise and are hungry for human flesh (imdb.com). The 12:24 Club – which is apparently a 12 step program out of Casper, Wyo. You can also buy a 12/24 Volt Truck Starter, a wide ranging variety of industrial equipment, or you can participate in the Saratoga 12/24 Ultra-Biking event.
And all of these have exactly nothing to do with my blog. 12:24 was, literally, just the time that I happened to look at the clock.
Fox Slippers, because I am wearing a pair of bright orange, faux-fur slippers with fox faces my friend brought back from Japan, and they may just be the best slippers in the world.
And Coffee, because I now have a Keurig which can brew a perfect cup of coffee in under a minute which is awesome and sucks at the same time because it means I consume way more coffee than any human being should.
I was thinking about calling it, “12:24, Fox Slippers and Coffee in a Beatles Mug”, but that was just way to long.
So why do I write?
I collect stories.
I am a story collector.