sunrise

The other reason I was later getting in this morning is because I came down the stairs to the landing at, oh, I don’t know, ten after eight? Eight twenty? And pulled up the shade and discovered a gorgeous sunrise going on over the mountains. And so I stayed there, and watched the whole thing. There was a bowl created by the mountains, and the sky above it started out hot pink and gold, and gradually faded to a volcano’s glow cupped by the bowl, only a hundred shades paler…

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I woulda…

I woulda been up earlier, but I had a very busy weekend this morning. I was on TOS Enterprise, with most of TOS crew and a goodly portion of TNG crew, including someone who appeared to be Worf’s son Alexander, except his forehead was made of white plaster. Solid. White. Bright white. Plaster. With all the Klingon bumps, but white. On a brown face. Very white. Did I mention the white? Anyway. We got stuck in a . . . black hole sort of thing, and many people seemed to…

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