A Beginning

Jim wasn't quite sure where all this fresh new feeling was coming from. Perhaps it was an escape from the fear and pressure he'd been under for so long now. "Where did it begin?", he asked himself. He remembered a glance she'd sent his way, a curious inquiry.  The last time he'd seen something like that was way back in grade school, Sheila Somers and her glance back at him after he'd come in to the classroom late and out of breath from running. It was more like a "what's really going on" questioning look. He never really thought of Sheila that way until then. For that matter, he'd never thought of girls that way at all till then. Here it started again, way out here, deep in exospace. It was odd. The whole thing was like a strange dream. Gosh, she was pretty though,  especially in that dress with those flowers and that incredible music from centuries ago. It was like they were alone on the beach in Hawaii, after this "see who you like the most" dance and there they were looking at each other and knowing.  

Centuries ago and ancient Hawaiian customs seemed more appropriate and workable than anything today. Here it was 2314 and all he had was one close friend and something of a crew and these pirates all over him. His career had degenerated into this hopeless mess! He'd be lucky to pull out of this with his life, let alone his ship, and what about the hostages? Surely life was better hundreds of years ago on the shores of the Hawaiian Islands. He would have had even darker thoughts if Nomi didn't appear at his cabin door. "Can I speak to you please Captain Wallace?" 

Here Comes 2014!

It was minus three degrees Fahrenheit early this morning. Here comes the Vermont winter! I took some pictures from my iPhone out front of the house, but I can't seem to get them uploaded onto Blogger.
So much for technology.
I have to arrange my day carefully today and take advantage of all the time off from work. I'd like to write more of my new story about piracy in the space age - a comedy. I'll do that and put it up for review onto Blogger. We'll see what happens. Don't forget your resolutions!!

Getting Colder

It had been fairly warm all day yesterday, but it was close to 16 degrees Fahrenheit on the thermometer just outside my kitchen window this morning, and headed for minus 13 overnight according to the weather forecast on the weather.gov website. So it would be good to wear an extra pair of socks, make sure the pets are warm and snuggle in for the night!
We're apparently at the beginning of a new era, judging by the large social, economic and technological changes that have taken place over the past few decades.
With "new years" coming up in just one day, I think it would be a good idea to look at the future over a larger time period than just this year coming - at least for now. Just how do you see the future taking shape? What would you like to happen? What new challenges do you think might prove the most productive?
Things like that!
The "great grand-children" postulates. Safer, smaller, more economical cars - easier to learn algebra - more stable families - stuff like that!
I'll write up my own list and publish it on Wednesday. How's that?

Drive carefully!

  Bill

A "No Go" in Hardwick

Cold this morning - very cold - and following a disappointing day yesterday, could have made it feel even colder than it was! I had to go out and get more propane at the gas station. It's a problem keeping the garage from freezing in the winter, and it's not even quite winter yet! So the morning wasn't as bright and happy as it should have been! I think the birds and squirrels agree about that! I put extra rations of peanuts into their feeder and I don't think they got enough - they really need a lot of food to combat this cold. It's about our sixth winter up here and I think we're as well prepared as we've ever been. It's just come a bit early this time!
I went down to Hardwick for the first time to see about a teaching job - strictly no go. The only thing that might prove good about it is I won't have to work there. It was hard to find much to like about the place, so run down and understaffed. The math teacher seemed personable, but I though she was a student when I first saw her and it quite set me back when she was introduced to me as a teacher.  She looked about 16 or 17. I imagine that having a retired teacher, like myself, apply for the job could have been similarly disconcerting. I certainly don't like to think that way about myself, but it could be. C'est la vie.