An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Last week, we gave you a treat — two Shreddy the cat stories. Today, we have the corresponding trick — a trio of bite-sized stories that add up to a mouthful of nightmare:
The four-year-old, pointing to a picture of himself: “I never did that.”
Me: “You did. That’s you doing that.”
The four-year-old: “But I never saw me doing it!”
D.A.R.Y.L. (1985) is still a beautiful movie about AI. Imagine Star Trek’s Data as a ten-year-old on Earth in the 80s — that’s pretty much D.A.R.Y.L.
After watching D.A.R.Y.L., the four-year-old announced that he’s H.A.R.Y.L. the robot. And, no, he doesn’t understand how acronyms work. Continue reading “H.A.R.Y.L.”
The damaged shuttle craft has been delivered to the salvage yard. Time to fly the newer version home.
Alien Covenant was way better than I expected, though kind of like watching one of my nightmares on a screen.
Today has been filled with Halloween and Star Trek. I can think of no better things to fill a day with.
So much happy squealing and dancing — the ten-year-old got her first really big role in a play.
To the tune of Gaston, whilst prancing all around the house: “No one acts like Elaine! No one sings like Elaine!”
Somehow the replacement toenail I’ve constructed from superglue, nail polish, and bandages isn’t working as well as simply not tearing the nail down the middle in the first place.
NaNoWriMo motivational tool: get an advent calander, ideally one with chocolate or toys, and only let yourself open a door every 2000 words.
With only a week until NaNo starts, I thought I’d dash off a quick story — turns out to be an origin story for one of my NaNo characters.