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And a Merry Humbug to You As Well!
Dec. 25th, 2024 07:01 pmChristmas is usually the hardest time of year for us. We raised our meds preemptively, and we've had a few nightmares, but...
...today, we went to petsit for a friend's cat, who unlike Murdercat is incredibly easy to get along with and satisfy with play time. Right now, we are writing this at the Sci-fi library, which turns out to have a "Bah Humbug!" game night every Christmas day. We are surrounded by geeks playing board games, eating home-cooked ham and cornbread, and cataloging remainders from a small SF press in Illinois that went under that we'd never heard of.
And we're happy.
Rogan and Mori and Sneak are cataloging. Rawlin, who bought a half-price Bruce Coville book from the library (they are also a small SF press) is dozing on her sweetheart's shoulder, wrapped in her winter cloak. Sneak did some jigsaw puzzling with other geeks. All around us are people who are enjoying themselves.
This is a good way to spend this day.
EDIT from Rogan: and, buried in a dusty box labeled "Star Trek Fanfiction," I found a 1983 Kirk/Spock/Bones slashfic ("Undeparted," by early K/S advocate Leslie Fish) after Spock died and ends up telepathically suspended in Bones and Kirk but only when their bare skin touches. So now Bob is happy too.
...should I textually transcribe it and add it pluralstories??? I THINK I MIGHT!
...today, we went to petsit for a friend's cat, who unlike Murdercat is incredibly easy to get along with and satisfy with play time. Right now, we are writing this at the Sci-fi library, which turns out to have a "Bah Humbug!" game night every Christmas day. We are surrounded by geeks playing board games, eating home-cooked ham and cornbread, and cataloging remainders from a small SF press in Illinois that went under that we'd never heard of.
And we're happy.
Rogan and Mori and Sneak are cataloging. Rawlin, who bought a half-price Bruce Coville book from the library (they are also a small SF press) is dozing on her sweetheart's shoulder, wrapped in her winter cloak. Sneak did some jigsaw puzzling with other geeks. All around us are people who are enjoying themselves.
This is a good way to spend this day.
EDIT from Rogan: and, buried in a dusty box labeled "Star Trek Fanfiction," I found a 1983 Kirk/Spock/Bones slashfic ("Undeparted," by early K/S advocate Leslie Fish) after Spock died and ends up telepathically suspended in Bones and Kirk but only when their bare skin touches. So now Bob is happy too.
...should I textually transcribe it and add it pluralstories??? I THINK I MIGHT!
