I spent a good part of last week getting things ready for our weekend Christmas guests. Shoveling out the house, getting some fresh air in to replace the winter staleness, and assorted other bits including, but not restricted to, jumping headlong into the vicious, evil, closed loop of dusting.
I still managed to get some editing done as I got up well before six a.m. at least twice. My days go better when I arise early and face the day while it is still young and trusting. I even got a bit of reading done here and there.
My MIL insisted recently that I read a particular book and made sure of it by coming to the door with a copy of it. It's interesting although the type is very small and there's plenty of info packed into each sentence. That's great from a reading perspective, but lousy from a 51-year-old set of eyes perspective.
Here's a bit from the preface of Earth In Upheaval copyright 1955 by Immanuel Velikovsky (Dell, 1968)
"The pages of this book are transcripts of the testimony of mute witnesses, the rocks, in the court of celestial traffic. They testify by their own appearance and by the encased contents of dead bodies, fossilized skeletons."
And from me, a little bit from A Fly on the Wall:
" 'We're looking for a physical problem. Maybe it's not a flaw in the wafer or an error in the calculation. Maybe it's time itself.'
'Help me out, Dr. Phelbos. Why would time cause a malfunction?' "
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The intrigue for A Fly on the Wall builds. I dig the moniker Dr. Phelbos.
I am also intrigued by A Fly on the Wall! Can't wait to read it.
Thanks, David. Names are fun.
You will, df Bag Lady. I'm going to rook you and your sister into being beta readers for me.
A timely flaw in the wafer? Then, I can just eat this defective one? *crunch crunch* Mmmm, lemon.
Sorry for the late update at WoM, truly. Every bit of FOTW makes me wonder how they all fit together!
Dust is evil, I agree.
Being a morning person has its advantages, that is for sure.
You keep me on the edge of my computer waiting for the final edition.
All the flawed wafers are yours, Clare. Have at 'em.
I hope you don't have to wonder too long.
Messymimi, thank you. Someday.
Cleaning the house for Christmas guests? Hehe, I still can't quite figure out what you mean there, but I hope you defeated the dust motes handily.
Land of Shimp, we had to put off Christmas with some friends until this past weekend. I meant what you read literally.
The dust is subdued for now. Thanks for asking.
I'm reading a time-travel book now. Is this one also about time?
Nancy, the frame of the story is about a fellow from a thousand years from now studying us.
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