So tomorrow there’s going to be a press conference about the Higgs-Boson. This is a particle that may tell us what the heck space is made of. Not the stuff in space, but space itself. I’m really stoked about this. I have no understanding of the mathematics that suggested to geniuses like Higgs that this might exist, but the entire concept just fills me with wonder. I’m also so proud of us — humans. They fact we can ponder these questions and search for answers is just cool. Which is why I hate the whole ancient astronaut stuff so much. The idea we were too dumb to figure out how to build a pyramid is nuts not to mention demeaning.
I now have so many things to write that I can’t possibly do them all. Several projects are just going to have to get pushed off into September. I can write on two different projects each day, and keep that up without total brain meltdown. I can even add in a third if it’s my silly little Mass Effect project because that’s like eating ice cream after working in the yard for hours. But to do three big, real projects in a day — don’t think I can do that.
But I have so many things I want to write. I want to finally finish the third Edge book. I want to prepare chapters and a proposal for my big space opera, Imperials. I really want to write my WWII Hitler’s bunker story set in the Edge universe. Bottom line — I like to write.
Other things that I’m pondering in no particular order. How do I get Vento up to the vet clinic at CSU, so I can have him collected? (That’s sperm we’re talking about.)
Why did the Santa Fe opera put together such a “meh” season this year?
And how did the baby bull snake end up in my office since my cats never go outside? Is there a bull snake opening into my house?
