Thunder, thunder, no rain in sight!
Another one of those late evening thunderstorms, sans the storms part. *aaarrrggghhh* We need rain!
Anyway, did I say I was going to update on Monday? Yeah, I really have to stop declaring shit like that. Oy. Where the hell did the week go? Seriously, I can't believe it's Thursday already. I did sit down and write an actual letter today, printed it out and everything, to send to an online pal I haven't heard from in a long time. That was hard. Emails are easier 'cuz they're usually shorter and far more subject specific. But an old-fashioned catch-up letter shows just how much our tech society has helped to erode my old communication skills.
We were awaken this morning by the last sonic boom we will hear for probably a very-very long time, though hopefully - god I hope! - not forever. The end of the last successful shuttle mission, the end of an era, and more evidence that America has lost its pioneer spirit. We are so going in the wrong direction in this country.
When kronette was visiting with us a couple weeks ago, we took a trip out to Kennedy Space Center two days after Atlantis lifted off - in the worst cloud cover they've ever done before just to get it off on time. We enjoyed the day, but one wonders how visitor participation will wane the longer it takes for us to get back into space on our own steam without having to be dependent upon another country to get us there.
Anyway, kronette linked to some photos she took at KSC. Go check them out! The Spousal Unit and I both loved having her visiting with us. We had fun - I hope she did too. If nothing else, we got her hooked on Rock Band. Hee!
So that's another quickie update. I'm going to hit the elliptical machine and finish watching tonight's repeat of The Vampire Diaries. I'm catching up with this series bass-ackwards the same way I'm doing with Fringe. I fear my brain is going to bleed out through my ears if I'm not careful. OTOH, maybe watching these anthology series in a highly non-linear fashion will help to stave off dementia.
I'm sorry for everyone in fandom who was saddened by
sherrold's passing. I only wish I really knew her. I knew of her, I know I've encountered her at an Escapade or ConneXions, and other venues. But even though I knew her more from afar, it's always very sad when someone leaves us much too soon. She clearly touched many lives, and it's comforting that she was so beloved.
Anyway, did I say I was going to update on Monday? Yeah, I really have to stop declaring shit like that. Oy. Where the hell did the week go? Seriously, I can't believe it's Thursday already. I did sit down and write an actual letter today, printed it out and everything, to send to an online pal I haven't heard from in a long time. That was hard. Emails are easier 'cuz they're usually shorter and far more subject specific. But an old-fashioned catch-up letter shows just how much our tech society has helped to erode my old communication skills.
We were awaken this morning by the last sonic boom we will hear for probably a very-very long time, though hopefully - god I hope! - not forever. The end of the last successful shuttle mission, the end of an era, and more evidence that America has lost its pioneer spirit. We are so going in the wrong direction in this country.
When kronette was visiting with us a couple weeks ago, we took a trip out to Kennedy Space Center two days after Atlantis lifted off - in the worst cloud cover they've ever done before just to get it off on time. We enjoyed the day, but one wonders how visitor participation will wane the longer it takes for us to get back into space on our own steam without having to be dependent upon another country to get us there.
Anyway, kronette linked to some photos she took at KSC. Go check them out! The Spousal Unit and I both loved having her visiting with us. We had fun - I hope she did too. If nothing else, we got her hooked on Rock Band. Hee!
So that's another quickie update. I'm going to hit the elliptical machine and finish watching tonight's repeat of The Vampire Diaries. I'm catching up with this series bass-ackwards the same way I'm doing with Fringe. I fear my brain is going to bleed out through my ears if I'm not careful. OTOH, maybe watching these anthology series in a highly non-linear fashion will help to stave off dementia.
I'm sorry for everyone in fandom who was saddened by
sherrold's passing. I only wish I really knew her. I knew of her, I know I've encountered her at an Escapade or ConneXions, and other venues. But even though I knew her more from afar, it's always very sad when someone leaves us much too soon. She clearly touched many lives, and it's comforting that she was so beloved.