Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
Must go crash. Very low energy class tonight, so David got us all up and ‘working the crowd’. It didn’t help that some tone deaf duckwit was in the club underneath the office; I’ve never been in a situation when ersatz marimbae were so freaking loud that they raised dust and vibrated the fillings in my teeth.
More later.
Stuff like this makes me want to cry from happiness.
Quoted from the NASA/Cassini/Huygens site.
This is one of the first raw images returned by the European Space Agency’s Huygens probe during its successful descent to Titan. It was taken from an altitude of 16.2 kilometers (about 10 miles) with a resolution of approximately 40 meters (about 131 feet) per pixel. It apparently shows short, stubby drainage channels leading to a shoreline.
I am thrilled to report that the probe landed successfully on Titan, and that the data have started to come in. I will post what pix I can when they become available.
In the meantime, visit Eurekalert.org for some extremely cool pix of prehistoric rock carvings in Northumberland. I have wanted to get a tattoo similar to the cup and ring / and / or spiral patterns shown here for many many years. I never do because the guy I sleep with gets snarly at the idee of my messing up my pink and white corpus with nasty blotchy ink. However, I am announcing publicly that if my weight ever dips below 155 pounds again, I’m gettin’ a tat to reward myself. Maybe two or three. I still want a black rose (anarchy symbol) and a great blue heron (my totem animal) <—- 2019 called and it wants its racism expunged thank you and a scorpion (my astro symbol). I’ve lost three pounds since New Years. Many thanks to my mother for getting me off my ass about dieting again.
Brother James sold me a phone. He told that wasn’t why he was calling, but that boy was born to sell things….and I’ve been wanting a cell phone for ages, since Katie permaborrowed mine. I kin hardly wait til it arrives!!!
Brother Jerome is an uncle – he has a nephew. He sent me a pic, but I’m not posting anything until the healthy mite (8 lbs 2 oz) has a name.