Monday, August 28, 2006
March of the Hours
Three things that happened this busy day:
I received a package from Gene Wolfe. The Catalog of Cool got lost from the package I'd sent him. I'd asked him to sign page 88, which was where Pete discovered his work, years ago. In true Wolfe style, he sent us his own copy complete with wolf-paw and library stamps.
I begin to believe that Gene Wolfe is the catalog of cool.
I first heard a weird scritching on the tiles, and then saw the biggest date beetle I've ever seen. It wasn't scurrying across the floor, but was...sitting(?), hunched-over and cleaning itself.
Oddly like a cat.
Ok. I'll be honest. Even I am disturbed by this. I waited until it... finished, then swept it outside.
In the water, Orion and I had a diving accident. I'd thought we were clear but we sure put our heads together. He got a nosebleed for a moment or two and is fine now. I am too, but am terribly happy we have Tylenol 3 in the house. It looks as though I might end up with a dramatic new eyebrow.
Perhaps people will stop telling me I look too sweet for my work.
Posted by lisa at 7:52 PM