Strange Flesh
Dec. 29th, 2020 06:46 pmIt's the last few days of 2020, a pretty momentous year. A lot of the people that have returned to work are taking the week off, and more power to 'em.
The Nashville suicide bombing looks like just that - no ideology, nothing. A guy who had resources and knowledge and wanted some kind of fame took himself out. He hit some of the cliched markers - loner, no significant relationships, et cetera. Commented to a neighbor a few days before the blast that he was "going to be so famous Nashville will never forget [him]." If such a thing can be said, I guess this way is better than him being some kind of ideologue or self-chosen martyr. Just a guy who, um, went out with a bang.
I'm reading the last of the Android novels I bought a few months ago. I've enjoyed spending some time in that setting, and still think I can add something to it. Tonight's plan is to read another 50 pages or so of the novel, and then write a few hundred words of the adventure and source material. Gonna develop Mars a little bit more.
Mom&Dad went to Logan County after I left their home Sunday morning. Dad wasn't too excited about going, but today's conversations with the two of them sounded good. Mom seems to be coming to grips with the fact that her sister isn't really there anymore - fucking Alzheimer's, man - and that's a step I didn't really expect to see her take. Dad said that Kaiser traveled well, but was very happy to be home, jumping out of the Yukon and running around the yard for a while before going inside and lying down for a nap. Goofy-ass wonderful dog.
The Nashville suicide bombing looks like just that - no ideology, nothing. A guy who had resources and knowledge and wanted some kind of fame took himself out. He hit some of the cliched markers - loner, no significant relationships, et cetera. Commented to a neighbor a few days before the blast that he was "going to be so famous Nashville will never forget [him]." If such a thing can be said, I guess this way is better than him being some kind of ideologue or self-chosen martyr. Just a guy who, um, went out with a bang.
I'm reading the last of the Android novels I bought a few months ago. I've enjoyed spending some time in that setting, and still think I can add something to it. Tonight's plan is to read another 50 pages or so of the novel, and then write a few hundred words of the adventure and source material. Gonna develop Mars a little bit more.
Mom&Dad went to Logan County after I left their home Sunday morning. Dad wasn't too excited about going, but today's conversations with the two of them sounded good. Mom seems to be coming to grips with the fact that her sister isn't really there anymore - fucking Alzheimer's, man - and that's a step I didn't really expect to see her take. Dad said that Kaiser traveled well, but was very happy to be home, jumping out of the Yukon and running around the yard for a while before going inside and lying down for a nap. Goofy-ass wonderful dog.