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17 July 2010 @ 03:10 pm
I dreamed last night…  

…I got on a boat to Heaven–and by some chance, I had brought my dice along!

No, no, wait, that was another life, another day (which phrase makes me sure I should be able to come up with a second musical song to break into, but I’m totally failing my roll, here. Something from Rent, maybe?). Last night I dreamed I’d developed a mutant power. It was–are you ready for this? It was the ability to create biodegradable green packing foam with a touch.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my mutant power would get me a job in the moving industry, but wouldn’t be much good for anything else. As far as I could tell, I’d put my hand in a box full of precariously balanced items and fill all the empty space with this semi-rigid but forgiving green foam which would then biodegrade into tiny drifts of dust when the box was ready to be unpacked. Seriously, who has dreams like that?

The plumber said he’d be here Saturday morning to work on our shower. I failed to ask *which* Saturday, which, with the Irish, is a tactical error. As you might guess, 3pm and he’s not here yet.

OMG. We just watched the last 3 episodes of s9 Smallville. Smallville has always been able to tug my heartstrings with the use of the Superman trumpet in the music, but O.M.G, the first scene of the last episode! OMG! *OMG!* ♥ ♥ ♥ Season 9 actually turned out to be pretty damned good. Less wah-wah relationship wangst and more conniving and superheroics. :) And *damn*, but I want Tom Welling to have a chance to play Superman on the big screen.

Speaking of last episodes, we also just managed to watch the last 3 eisodes of s5 Supernatural. Two things: one, I genuinely liked how they ended it, which, with this season’s storyline, was up for question right til the end. And two, there is, thanks to irishkate, an infinitesimally small chance that Sam’s wendigo comment in the second to last episode is a DEMON HUNTS shout-out. Probably even smaller than infinitesimally, in fact, but in my happy little world, that’s how it is. (As Ted said, “Of ALL the episodes they could have chosen to reference…!!!!”)

Me <-- dorky but happy. :)

Speaking of which, the following conversation ensued this morning:

Kit: I should hang out the laundry that’s in the garage. *long pause* Washing machine.
Ted, to Young Indiana: Somebody here needs a nap.

The house is very nearly unpacked now. Mostly what’s left at this point are some boxes full of packing material that we need to get rid of, some more stuff for charity shops or recycling, and at least one giant box of my books. But even most of the artwork is up now, which is wildly unusual. We have moved in faster and more thoroughly than normal, mostly because Ted starts work Monday, so we wanted to have the house sorted by then. And because we’re having a housewarming party in two weeks (!) and thought, y’know, the house should be in some sort of livable condition by then.

And oh! oh! I got the cover for SPIRIT DANCES, book 6 of the Walker Papers (yes, the one I turned in 2 weeks ago)! I can’t show it to you for, like, EVAR, but it’s purple and cool and my name is bigger than the title! Woot! :)

The power cord on my laptop got tweaked and now requires assistance to fit properly into the outlet so it actually powers the computer. V. annoying. Going to have to get a new one, I guess, as I’ve been unable to tweak it back through brute force.

Okay. That’s basically all the random stuff I can think of right now, so I’ll hit ‘post’ instead of continuing to blather on.

The Road Home: miles to Isengard: 325.1

(x-posted from the essential kit)
 
 
Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: "carry on my wayward son", obviously!
 
 
 
Laura Anne Gilmansuricattus on July 17th, 2010 02:20 pm (UTC)

As far as I could tell, I’d put my hand in a box full of precariously balanced items and fill all the empty space with this semi-rigid but forgiving green foam which would then biodegrade into tiny drifts of dust when the box was ready to be unpacked. Seriously, who has dreams like that?

Probably someone with a house filled with boxes full of packing material that we need to get rid of?
Geek of Weird Shitgows on July 17th, 2010 03:08 pm (UTC)
That was kind of my thought . . .
Geek of Weird Shit: fireygows on July 17th, 2010 03:11 pm (UTC)
the following conversation ensued this morning:

Hee! I love it! :) I can so see Ted saying that.

Much w00tness on the new cover! :D

And for those of us who don't follow Supernatural, what was the wendigo comment?
kit: fanboy_spn_wewinmizkit on July 17th, 2010 03:28 pm (UTC)
Oh, he just says "Remember back when all we were doing was hunting wendigos?" Which they did in a very early episode. But since DH is about a wendigo, and Kate met the boys and might have mentioned there's a scene in the book where there are a couple of characters who could be (if you were wildly imaginative and stuff) them...
Nimtouchstone on July 17th, 2010 05:16 pm (UTC)
…I got on a boat to Heaven–and by some chance, I had brought my dice along!

Stuck in my head now and I totally blame you :)
ramurphy on July 17th, 2010 06:12 pm (UTC)
And there I stood, and I hollered "Someone fade me!"
But the passengers they knew right from wrong.
And the people all said "Sit down! Sit down you're rockin' the boat!
kitmizkit on July 17th, 2010 08:58 pm (UTC)
*is totally unrepentant* :)
Laura Anne Gilmansuricattus on July 18th, 2010 12:33 am (UTC)
now I feel the need to give this the "What Do The Unpublished Folk do?" treatment...

(do you remember that, Catie? I can't find my copy, which makes me sad...)
T. Revst_rev on July 18th, 2010 02:06 am (UTC)
So a vulture sends his boy away to boarding school when the child is just a wee thing. After years overseas, the boy returns and the vulture puts together an elaborate welcome-back dinner.

"So, uh, dad," says the boy, "what's this on my plate?"

The father smiles indulgently. "Carrion, my wayward son."
pgwfolcpgwfolc on July 18th, 2010 04:54 am (UTC)
Biodegradable packing foam generation. That is a nice power. Original and versatile. You could use it to put out fires, create instant cushions for the people trapped upstairs who have to jump out the window, and trap the arsonist who's trying to run away. You could use it to fill up a door lock, popping the tumblers to open the door. And then close the door and seal it behind you by filling up the door crack. On the wrong side of a car chase? Foam up the road behind you! This stuff could be more useful than Spidey's webbing!

Good luck recharging yourself - and your comp. :)