In which I wanna bitch about financial stuff. As you may or may not know, I’m not a legitimate adult-type person. I’m actually one of those financially marginalized creatures who literally cannot cash a check on her own. Anywhere. Ever. In fact, I’m so marginalized that I can’t use my own money without paying fees […]
In which I keep you up-to-date. I went to a Walla Walla Sweets baseball game last week. (Yeah, we have a new team. Fun!) It was FUCKING FREEZING, but I had a good time, especially after I was loaned a down parka. There was a wind you just would not believe. Cold June-uary is cold. […]
In which there’s a finale. (See chapter 4.) 25. “Oh dude,” I said. “That would be awesome. I don’t know how to test the water, or if the soil will support earth seeds–” “I can teach you,” the baby said. “I have knowledge that was supposed to be accessible to you.” Someone on my comm […]
In which there’s a fourth chapter. (Go to chapter 3.) 19. “My dome? What?” I replied, grabbing my helmet so I could actually talk to the guy. “What do you mean?” “There’s something wrong with the cameras, Fred,” someone said calmly. “It’s a fucking Martian! Ye gods, even worse: some bastard child of human DNA […]
In which there’s a third installment. (Back to chapter 2.) 13. Every single day I cursed my wretched, useless public school education. Why didn’t I know basic chemistry? Why didn’t I know how to test melted Martian ice for drinkability? Why didn’t I know what was poisonous and what wasn’t? Why did I need a […]
In which there is a second installment. (Back to chapter 1.) 7. It took my stupid-tired self about fifty minutes to shut down the dome. I didn’t want the bodies exposed to air and heat; they’d just rot. Somebody would want this site preserved for forensics or something. Maybe. Plus it was a waste of […]
In which I argue with our collective conscience. Everyone’s pissed off at BP. They’re so mad they want to put the company out of business right this goddamned instant. At protests, their posters say things like, “BP gets rich, the people and the planet pay the price” and “Seize BP’s assets!” (1) The heartbreaking images […]
In which I share a little revelation I had last night. While chatting with Mel over IM, I made an offhand comment containing that famous axiom from 80’s flick War Games: “The only winning move is not to play.” And then I realized how very much I believe that. If I find myself in a […]
In which there’s a short story, apropos of nothing. 1. His name was Randy and he was a total pud, but he was so big and lurking and earnest that putting up with him had the advantage of keeping all the other jobless, vid-playing puds out of my personal orbit. “I’m going because it’ll be […]
In which there are a few unrelated things. Good news! I got half of my CAT/TB response back in the mail already, and my CAT application has been approved! This means that I no longer have to look for work, they’ll just give me my UI benefits until May of 2011. Yesterday I logged into […]
