The Prequel's Progress: 35,669 and not actually done for the night, but I remembered I had to renew some library books. Leave it to my Muse to breeze back in after a year and a half chirping merrily about how it didn't start out as a sex party and did I know that the Narrator's Master actually does live in the hayloft? When she wakes up again I'm going to try to get the rest of this cryptic conversation that she just fell asleep in the middle of recounting out of her -- I just hope it's before I want to go to bed myself, because she's taken her half out of the middle and anyway she snores. At least she got the dress off the Narrator before she fell asleep.
New Thing Learned for 17 January: Olive Park, near the city's filtration plant, is named after a Vietnam veteran who died throwing himself on a grenade. Since soldiers throwing themselves on grenades has been in the news lately and all. [Source: Mum.]
New Thing Learned for 18 January: American footballs are born inside-out, and there's a guy whose job it is to evert them through the hole where the lacing goes. I can't help but picture him lying awake nights cursing his decision to drop out of med school. [Source: Modern Marvels, "balls".]
New Thing Learned for 19 January: The highest score ever played in an official Scrabble tournament was 392 points for the word "CAZIQUES". Let the KWYJIBO jokes commence. [Source: Countdown with Keith Olbermann.]
Scanning back through the old LJ, I see that today is Gaius's first birthday. Which would explain why I spent a good part of this afternoon introducing him to my Muse with a pointed stick, since when he first got here he simply refused to have anything to do with that tattered old rag of a word-processor she used to live in and made me find a new one, and it's been this long before I settled down enough to get around to breaking it to my will. They seem to have arrived at an amicable arrangement, however, and I foresee a productive relationship ahead, assuming she doesn't get distracted by another Shiny Object.
Oh, yes, and after three weeks of being provisionally known as "Mister Creosote's Wafer-Thin Mint", the nano has finally acquired the permanent name "Emil". Special Bonus Points to the first person to explain the obscure reference behind this one.
New Thing Learned for 17 January: Olive Park, near the city's filtration plant, is named after a Vietnam veteran who died throwing himself on a grenade. Since soldiers throwing themselves on grenades has been in the news lately and all. [Source: Mum.]
New Thing Learned for 18 January: American footballs are born inside-out, and there's a guy whose job it is to evert them through the hole where the lacing goes. I can't help but picture him lying awake nights cursing his decision to drop out of med school. [Source: Modern Marvels, "balls".]
New Thing Learned for 19 January: The highest score ever played in an official Scrabble tournament was 392 points for the word "CAZIQUES". Let the KWYJIBO jokes commence. [Source: Countdown with Keith Olbermann.]
Scanning back through the old LJ, I see that today is Gaius's first birthday. Which would explain why I spent a good part of this afternoon introducing him to my Muse with a pointed stick, since when he first got here he simply refused to have anything to do with that tattered old rag of a word-processor she used to live in and made me find a new one, and it's been this long before I settled down enough to get around to breaking it to my will. They seem to have arrived at an amicable arrangement, however, and I foresee a productive relationship ahead, assuming she doesn't get distracted by another Shiny Object.
Oh, yes, and after three weeks of being provisionally known as "Mister Creosote's Wafer-Thin Mint", the nano has finally acquired the permanent name "Emil". Special Bonus Points to the first person to explain the obscure reference behind this one.