I don’t know why, but I am very happy this morning. It’s a smiling contentment triggered by Christmas and the prospect of seeing my folks and Granny and my cousins and aunt and uncle; the weather continues mild, which is a nice change; there’s this which I watched with the sound down, SFW, and then there’s this, also SFW. There’s also the prospect of biscotti, a meal to cook for Peggy tonight (Tom may or may not be joining us), a post Christmas filk at Cindy’s place, a non denominational Christmas carol to work on, a phone call which may or may not presage work, a meeting that had no minutes and scarcely any action items, and the calm happiness that comes with knowing that you don’t have to buy any Christmas presents.
There are other reasons to be happy, of course, but those will do for the time being.
Oh, and here’s William Gibson’s review of Avatar from Twitter. I guess I’m going.
…some uncanny valley moments in the second “this.”
Looking at the above sentence it occurs to me that we don’t really write in English any longer.
And I enjoyed the helicopter-assist for the deer…