Watched one of the new Netflix offerings last night: Terminator 3. Surprising myself, I enjoyed it. The full circle thing was actually quite satisfying, and the ending was nicely grim. Although I suspect I would have liked it even more if we'd watched it in the theater as there were many spectacular explosions and a plethora of shiny EFX. Arnold does maintain a buff physique, I'll say that about the gov. 'Cept they never do explain (or even try to explain) any potential paradoxes or touch upon the ramifications of time travel on the future timeline. Probably just as well. The Terminator trilogy isn't exactly what I'd call cerebral . . .
Received a UPS package in the mail addressed to both Matthew and I. Matthew didn't think he was expecting anything, and I didn't think I was either. Plus it was box-shaped, and anything I expect in the mail is more magazine or book-shaped these days. So, with some perplexity, we opened it. As it turns out it wasn't for either of us, it was for Hobkin! We'd forgotten we'd ordered his Nu-Cat vitamins a week or so ago. So I called the wee fuzzwit over, as, of course, he was totally uninterested in the package, and gave him a vitamin, at which point, he suddenly became very interested. He thinks vitamins are skunk candy.
About 700 new words. A plot begins to coalesce.
Also wrote a review of the new Sci-Fiction story for Tangent. Still no signs of life from ye olde editor, but I emailed it to him anyway.
I checked the Story Station site and "Second Daughter" isn't up. I guess when the editor said he would publish it "the beginning of the week if not earlier" he didn't mean this week. No biggie, I guess. I'm accustomed to late publication schedules, but I was looking forward to it, not to mention looking forward to the paycheck!
Glad it's the weekend. Sunny and hot. Looks to be a good one for staying in with an iced coffee, a fluffy skunk, my laptop, and my muse.