ding-dong, the Democrats won!
So this was only the House, so far. Burns & Tester are in a dead heat, as I write this. We didn't vote yesterday, as we'd already voted, absentee ballot. My feeling is that Bush, with his wiretapping, PATRIOT Act, & warmongering, is way out of control, & we need the Democrats in Congress to effectively hobble him until eventually he just goes away.
Other than the Election, Tuesday did not seem out of the ordinary. Trish & I ate our French toast, sat around drinking coffee while listening to CDs, then she walked to work. Which the minimum wage hike passed here in Montana, so her paychecks will become a lot bigger.
After she called, to let her sweet Pookie Bear know that she'd arrived at work safely (more a concern when she's driving than when she's walking), I started work on AD. I need to reinstate the Solar Conference, & am hoping that I can find an old draft somewhere, to copy-&-paste out of. I want to finish this story so I can start work on TC. It is movement & repose. I'm going to try to finish & print it this afternoon, to mail tomorrow. I want to submit it to Leading Edge, who work like a writers' workshop, so hopefully, if it sells there, I have $40, if not, I'll have some feedback for a new F&SF draft. Who, in spite of their name, never publish much science fiction -- even though they say that they're looking for more.
When TA-time came, Car-girl & I drove out to Pizza Hut, to show Say Bra the camera. We finally haggled her into taking the damn thing off our hands for 50 buckadingdongs, which is what the pawn shop would give.
So we left our boneless, skinless chicken breast in the fridge & went out to El Taco Loco. Trish had a chicken enchilada, while I had a Crazy Taco, rice, beans, & enchilada, but I asked for beans in my taco, & had to exchange it.
We shopped at Albertson's immediately afterward, around 6:00, after dark when it starts to be a little scary after dark. Trish picked up some pads -- her period returned -- & some cleaning supplies. Once we were home, she did her housecleaning chore, while I glued myself to the election results. We went to bed around 10:00, couldn't get to sleep -- we had to remove Quilty Bear as it was hot in bed; Toastie Bear didn't even get turned on. Although I only fell asleep after midnight, in spite of 3 temazapam, I woke up early.
My finger is still sore from scalding myself with the coffee the other day. Trish made me put a band-aid on it, but to keep her happy, I'll call the nurse. Tomorrow the doctor takes the duct tape off her foot, & I hope that she won't need more, as she's having a reaction to the glue.
So this afternoon decides the fate of AD. I want to finally move to something else, then finish Noc-Lar, though I may have to take out Ula-tek. The original is Hippolyta, but I'm a Heavy Metal addict. I'd really like to finish Phoenix Enthralled & submit it to Stan as a serial. It's one of my best pieces, beyond Mindstorm moments.
Other than the Election, Tuesday did not seem out of the ordinary. Trish & I ate our French toast, sat around drinking coffee while listening to CDs, then she walked to work. Which the minimum wage hike passed here in Montana, so her paychecks will become a lot bigger.
After she called, to let her sweet Pookie Bear know that she'd arrived at work safely (more a concern when she's driving than when she's walking), I started work on AD. I need to reinstate the Solar Conference, & am hoping that I can find an old draft somewhere, to copy-&-paste out of. I want to finish this story so I can start work on TC. It is movement & repose. I'm going to try to finish & print it this afternoon, to mail tomorrow. I want to submit it to Leading Edge, who work like a writers' workshop, so hopefully, if it sells there, I have $40, if not, I'll have some feedback for a new F&SF draft. Who, in spite of their name, never publish much science fiction -- even though they say that they're looking for more.
When TA-time came, Car-girl & I drove out to Pizza Hut, to show Say Bra the camera. We finally haggled her into taking the damn thing off our hands for 50 buckadingdongs, which is what the pawn shop would give.
So we left our boneless, skinless chicken breast in the fridge & went out to El Taco Loco. Trish had a chicken enchilada, while I had a Crazy Taco, rice, beans, & enchilada, but I asked for beans in my taco, & had to exchange it.
We shopped at Albertson's immediately afterward, around 6:00, after dark when it starts to be a little scary after dark. Trish picked up some pads -- her period returned -- & some cleaning supplies. Once we were home, she did her housecleaning chore, while I glued myself to the election results. We went to bed around 10:00, couldn't get to sleep -- we had to remove Quilty Bear as it was hot in bed; Toastie Bear didn't even get turned on. Although I only fell asleep after midnight, in spite of 3 temazapam, I woke up early.
My finger is still sore from scalding myself with the coffee the other day. Trish made me put a band-aid on it, but to keep her happy, I'll call the nurse. Tomorrow the doctor takes the duct tape off her foot, & I hope that she won't need more, as she's having a reaction to the glue.
So this afternoon decides the fate of AD. I want to finally move to something else, then finish Noc-Lar, though I may have to take out Ula-tek. The original is Hippolyta, but I'm a Heavy Metal addict. I'd really like to finish Phoenix Enthralled & submit it to Stan as a serial. It's one of my best pieces, beyond Mindstorm moments.
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