I haven’t watched last night’s episode of Battlestar Galactica yet, but if it’s anything like the previous two episodes, I would guess that it’s underwhemling. If the writers stay true to form, only the last two episodes of the season (and the series) will be worth watching. Just about everything until then will be inconsequential. I’ve enjoyed BSG, but it would have been a much stronger series if they’d built the storyline around 2, maybe 3 seasons. Season 4 has long gone past the best-before date. It’s beginning to stink.
We woke up this morning and discovered Winston was locked in our tiny front porch all night.
He wasn’t scratching to get out and seemed totally cool about it. We felt bad, anyway, and gave him some treats, and then he ran to the litter box. Five minutes later he curled up and went to sleep on a chair.
1. Go to the the 4th folder where you keep your pictures on your computer.
2. Post the 4th picture in the folder.
3. Explain the photo.
It’s the view from my kitchen window in the first apartment Jenny and I lived in. If the date on the photo is correct, it was October 2003. That sounds about right. It may be the smallest apartment I’ve lived in, the top attic-like floor of a huge house on Monkstown Rd, St. John’s, NL. I often banged my head on the slanted ceiling. Every place we’ve had since then has been bigger and better, and now we have our own house (and a field). Thank jesuz.
I’m not big on games, but this one intrigued me: the goal is to get a ball to touch a star by drawing objects that obey the laws of physics. Draw something in the sky and it will fall; draw a wheel and it will roll; draw a pendulum and it will swing.