2010, even more than 2001, sounds entirely science-fictiony to me. (Yes I know I'm late with this hackneyed observation!)

(Note to self: re-read Arthur C. Clarke's 2010. Other note to self: wait, will it be disappointing? When I was someteen I was thrilled that there was a bisexual in it, but was that the only appeal? Unless I'm thinking of that one ( Read more... )

Not that my Dad has died as of yet. Nor anyone that I am close with, to my knowledge. But lolling about today I had a bit of discomfort with the concept. The sort of feeling that I imagine leads to sincere and desperate belief in deity or deities. Lying there, knowing my father is probably fairly close to death, and also knowing that it's unlikely ( Read more... )

Writing exercise time again! It's been a busy few days.

Dear old Dad is in hospital again, so I have gotten to reduce the ambient temperature at the house, more so while I'm out, such as this weekend to meet my Sweetie Fruit,  in NY. I do wish it would dang well warm up now that I'm home, however!

Well, at least he isn't out in the snow about to ( Read more... )

My aunt Nancy died this past winter. My father's older sister, and his only surviving sibling. They weren't close - not since she moved out of their childhood home in 195something, actually, he said. I mentioned that I thought that he might feel a lot more alone in the universe, now, and he did look a bit saddened, when I said it. Today's his ( Read more... )