The way Battlestar Galactica (‘04) handles politics is really exceptional. I’d forgotten just how good it is, and I don’t think I’d ever realized quite how much it affected my thinking when writing early Otters In Space.
And I wish it weren’t so relevant now.
Jet lag is brutal. Adjusting to Denmark time was hard, but it helped that we flipped from being extreme night owls to being morning people for the week.
But adjusting back a week later? Thats a step too far. Nothing feels real anymore. Time is gibberish.
Usually, I would put a new issue of Zooscape out right after midnight on its release day… but given the jet lag, I’m not sure I’ll still be awake an hour from now, and even if I am… maybe I shouldn’t be doing anything as exacting as updating a webpage. So… probably tomorrow.