"Pictures came and broke your heart."
Sunny, low humidity, high UV rating, and our high temp was 82˚F. It's beginning to feel a little like early summer.
I made an important breakthrough with "Living a Boy's Adventure Tale" this morning. I did not get any work done on MP1. Still, I've had less productive days recently.
This afternoon I watched two episodes of Nova, one on skyscrapers and one on the periodic table. Spooky went to Record Store Day at Seasick Records. I finished reading Andy Weir's mostly entertaining Project Hail Mary. And I hate to pick nits, because, historically, the science in my SF has often been a little less that rigorous. I admit that. But. (And mild spoiler) The proposition that anything could live on, or remotely near the surface of the sun, is...well...not quite goofy, but pretty close. Hell, the sun doesn't even have a surface proper, so I'm just gonna assume Weir means that his astrophage lives within the photosphere, which is as near the sun comes to having a surface. Anyway, I began reading Weir's Artemis today.
Not much sleep last night. I was awake until after 2:30 a.m., then woke at 6 a.m.
Please have a look at the Big cartel shop. Danke.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:22 p.m. (day before yesterday)
I made an important breakthrough with "Living a Boy's Adventure Tale" this morning. I did not get any work done on MP1. Still, I've had less productive days recently.
This afternoon I watched two episodes of Nova, one on skyscrapers and one on the periodic table. Spooky went to Record Store Day at Seasick Records. I finished reading Andy Weir's mostly entertaining Project Hail Mary. And I hate to pick nits, because, historically, the science in my SF has often been a little less that rigorous. I admit that. But. (And mild spoiler) The proposition that anything could live on, or remotely near the surface of the sun, is...well...not quite goofy, but pretty close. Hell, the sun doesn't even have a surface proper, so I'm just gonna assume Weir means that his astrophage lives within the photosphere, which is as near the sun comes to having a surface. Anyway, I began reading Weir's Artemis today.
Not much sleep last night. I was awake until after 2:30 a.m., then woke at 6 a.m.
Please have a look at the Big cartel shop. Danke.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
4:22 p.m. (day before yesterday)