I live?

And a happy 5781 to everyone. May you all have good inscriptions in the Book of Life. I think we've all earned a little bit of grace this calendar year. Not enough to cover it all, but some.


I finally watched Jurassic Park for the first time this week because it's leaving Netflix. I'd never seen it, although I'd seen the memes and the Chris Pratt movies. It wasn't as wonky as finally watching Star Wars after having memorized Spaceballs, but it was a little weird. It's held up really well, though. The dinosaurs aren't bad! Laura Dern is still awesome! Jeff Goldblum is still ridiculous but also with a heart! And was this the last movie where Samuel L Jackson could be killed offscreen?


Dallas vs Tampa Bay for the Stanley Cup Final and I have no dog in this hunt. Tampa's not as chock full of ex-Rangers as they used to be and I have much fondness for the Dallas color commentator and that's it, that's my rooting interest. I watch with fascination but no investment.


I'm writing a The Old Guard story, despite my last one sinking like a stone fannish reception-wise, and futzing with Qui Habitat and I dug out one of the old files for the latter that had obsolete outline notes and found this. It's spoilery, perhaps, but...

( disappeared character speaks! )