In which Rolanni sums up

[rolanni]

Oh, let's see. . .

On Friday, Steve took his car, Argent, the 2002 silver Forester, to the shop to "get a sticker" as we say here in Maine.  Except, Argent did not get a sticker this year, and the reason is two words: Salt Rot, which has eaten through the underside of the chassis and perhaps the gas tank itself.  Steve will be taking Argent for a second opinion next week, but right now it's looking like Argent's days are numbered, indeed.

Yesterday, we went down south to look at houses.  Six houses, three-and-a-half hours.  I was Completely Exhausted by the end of it, and in awe of our real estate agent's patience and fortitude.  Also, we did not find our dream house.

We did come home to find money in the mail:  royalty checks from our essay in Dragonwriter:  A Tribute to Anne McCaffrey and Pern. My half will cover the purchase of a new corn broom; Steve says he's using his to buy a lobster dinner.

I may have been remiss in mentioning that the galleys for A Liaden Universe® Constellation, Volume 3 arrived on Friday.  I proofed the first story this morning.

Tomorrow morning, Chapter Two of Shan and Priscilla Ride Again will be posted to Splinter Universe.  If you haven't been following along, two outtake chapters, the prologue, and Chapter One, are all awaiting you.  You can start here.

If you haven't seen this posted elsewhere:  Cheyenne Wright is the colorist for Girl Genius since Volume Five, and his work really brings the art to life.  Cheyenne and his family have also been mired in the Compleat Stupidity that has been 2015 thus far, and he is reaching out for help. If you're so motivated, and you're able, please do what you can.  Here's the link.

Tomorrow, I have an appointment with the radiology department of my local hospital, so I may be somewhat scarce.

Work is still going forth on Alliance of Equals.

. . .and that catches us all up.

Except for Trooper.

Here, have a picture of Trooper.

Isn't he elegant?

Comments

[bandicoot.livejournal.com]

Since my "new" truck is 1985 and my "new" car is 1981, I see 2002 and I think, "Why is a new car rusted out? Don't they make them to last anymore?" Heh! From my perspective, 2002 is new :)

And, of course, being in CA, I thankfully don't need to deal with salt. In 1965 I spent a summer in Detroit working for GM, and all the cars more than a couple of years old were rusted out due to Detroit sitting on top of salt mines and using their product very liberally. Ick.

Hope Argent finds a way to make it through.

Trooper: GET WITH THE PROGRAM! ;)

Trooper

[catherine ives (from livejournal.com)]

Egad! Trooper sure is furry!

[patknuth.livejournal.com]

Appointments with radiology departments can be stressful, as can waiting for the results. Hope all goes well.