I’m Doing Science

I realize it’s been a couple of days since I’ve posted, so this is just to say that I didn’t stop the planet and get off or anything. My mornings have been occupied by day-job work (as per usual), but yesterday afternoon I jaunted down to the Emerson Salon to get my hair done; and today I moseyed over to the Science Fiction Museum (its offices, rather) for an interview with a marvelous woman from a marvelous magazine.

(I’m not sure if I’m supposed to talk about it yet, though, so in deference to caution I’ll just be vague and conspiratorial.)

Anyway, each of these events took several hours including travel time to-and-from,* and the rest of my writer-work days have been occupied with the usual time-whittling business emails, phone calls, bill paying, and errand-running. So there are no new words to report on Ganymede, and no one is more rueful on this point than yours truly.

But the night is still young.

* Yes, several hours for the hair. I think it’s worth it, once every five or six weeks, to have awesome peacock tresses. The day will eventually come that I change my mind, I’m sure; but for now I’m happy for an afternoon wherein I am not responsible for anything except holding still while the nice man paints up my ‘do.

2 thoughts on “I’m Doing Science

  1. Eeenie, meanie, chili beanie, the spirits are about to speak !!!

    Ooops … ahem … cough … hack … sputter …

    [ queue entrance music: “Army of the Nile” by Kenneth Alford ]

    [ queue the inexpensive, yet tastefully exquisite backrackets display ]

    Hippo, birdie, two ewe …
    hippo, birdie, two ewe …
    hippo, birdie, beer … leer … seer …
    rats, Rats, RATS – I *hate* it when that happens !
    hippo, birdie, deer, Cherie-eeeee,
    hippo, birdie, two ewe !!
    Anemone, more !!!

    [ queue exeunt music: “Mickey Mouse March” by James Wesley Dodd ]

    [ extinguish raging fire started by the spectacular backrackets display ]

    My most enthusiastic contrafibularities on your special day.

  2. Thank you!
    I think … now that I’m ear wormed …

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