Welcome back to the gestational Corner. Let's dive right in, shall we?
Last night, around 2am, Mrs. Marius got out of bed. Now there is nothing unusual with her coming to bed at that time, since her nocturnal work schedule keeps on going even when she's off, but we went to bed at the same time last night, and while I get up at least 3 times a night, she is usually like unto a vampire, and would most likely sleep through the apocalypse. I noticed, in a half-conscious torpor, that she got up, but attributed it to the growing alien within. Well, an undetermined amount of time later she woke me from a newly deepened sleep with a mission. Our little braintrust kitten Starbuck, who actually isn't so little anymore, needed rescuing. One of the few articles of real furniture I own is a hutch that I inherited via Celebhith. It is a beautiful, heavy thing, over 6' tall and nearly 5' wide, and it currently covers the window in the living room that looks out into the carport. Well, it nearly covers it. There is a 2" gap on one side, and the fuzzy genius squeezed himself through it, but couldn't get back out. So I had to slide the thing away from the window, and then convince dumbass that he could get out. Then, a mere two and a half hours later both critters ganged up on me. Starbuck kept meowing his desire for breakfast in my ear, while Artemis took my foot hostage, licking it with her rough kitty tongue and holding it in her paws with just barely extended claws. I defy anyone to sleep through that. So I've been up for a long time already.
So today didn't exactly start out all that well, but in the grand scheme of things all is well. And some really cool stuff is going on, too. First of all, a gentleman who I 'met' last year when he found my blogs about the space shuttle named Michael has been making plans to attend the launch of Discovery and invited me to join him and his wife. The launch is scheduled for July 1, and not only am I going to meet them at Canaveral, but he actually got tickets to go inside the KSC and like get seats and stuff. And on top of that, he's gifting me with the ticket! Now we just have to pray that the launch goes as scheduled. I'm totally psyched, and if all goes as planned you know there will be pictures galore.
Another good thing is that damned turtle is finally going away. You may remember that last year the child of the apocalypse brought home a turtle from her dad's. I have described him as a murderous, angry animal that would kill us in our sleep if it ever got the opportunity, and that has not changed. The little bastard tries to bite me whenever I feed it, or clean it's filter, or even walk within ten feet of its tank. And on top of all that, I'm the only one who cleans its filter...a thoroughly disgusting task that has me well prepared for diapers. But, turtles are notorious vectors for staph bacteria, and I checked on several websites and found that it is dangerous for them to be around pregnant women or children under 5 years of age. Score!! So on Friday I am rendezvousing with the Mother-In-Law in Orlando, who is taking the young'n back to her dad's for her Summer visit, to hand off the reptilian ingrate . The only downside to this is that all reptiles are deemed dangerous, so no snake for the immediate future.(we all want a snake)
And finally, I got the needed duplicate receipt in the mail from Duke the other day(thanks, UberDude), so now I can send my faulty video card in for a replacement, and maybe, at long last, get back to playing City of Heroes.
And Superman Returns opens soon. Please don't suck, please don't suck, please don't suck!!! :-)