At the moment, I'm watching the landing of the space shuttle Atlantis. The last of the space shuttle missions. It's a little sad. For as long as I can remember, the space shuttle has been a part of my life. Challenger, Enterprise, Atlantis, Columbia, Endeavour, Discovery. All history now.
By the way, I'm totally skunk phobic now. I stepped out of my front door yesterday morning, started walking to my car, and had several moments of panic when I mistook my shadow for a skunk in the grass. I actually screamed like a girl. Quietly, but I screamed.
More to come later. Hopefully, I'll get my new poem finished.
Saint Marty hates skunks.
|So long. It's been good to know ya.|
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