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amethyst73First, the Android app Google Sky is several kinds of awesome. You point it at the sky - or anywhere, actually, though it's most useful at night pointing up - and it tells you what stars and planets you're looking at! It's also searchable; you put in a star, planet, or constellation, and an arrow appears on the screen telling you what direction to move your phone, until you reach the area of the feature. Then it circles the feature with an orange circle. Apparently there are Hubble images of several things too, but we haven't fiddled around with that part yet. The only downside is that you can't zoom in and out in the standard sky view; I'd like to see a little more sky on the screen at once. Other than that, very cool app!
Second, my subconscious is telling me that I'm focusing waaaaay too much on Mom's memorial service. I dreamed last night that I was at the church where the service will be held, a day or two before the actual service to review stuff. The choir was singing something pretty and pleasant, but I did kind of notice that it wasn't either of the pieces I'd asked for. Then I took a look at the program, which for some reason had an obituary in it. Thing is, it was (of course!) not Mom's, it was for some guy named Penny who'd been a mountain climber. The title had something to do with "... On the Wire."* As it was only a couple of days beforehand, we couldn't get new programs printed in time. I commented rather acidly that it was somehow absolutely typical of Mom that she would end up with someone else's obit, though I'm not certain now why I thought so at the time. (Perhaps I thought it was related to her remarkable ability to lose really important things?)
Anyway. I have a draft of my eulogy bit. It's not very good, but I'll leave it alone for a day or two and edit it later. And "Dad's" portion is starting to come along too. Today's business: emailing the funeral home about delivery of ashes to the church, and emailing the person in charge of Sunday flowers to see what could be done in terms of special flowers so that we could use them the next day for the service.
*The wire bit I attribute to the bit of Broken Sword Director's Cut that we played last night. There was a puzzle involving some wire. The people who wrote the Ireland section of the game designed lousy puzzles that are either solvable by accidentally clicking on something without a clear idea of what would happen, or you have to go through a completely silly rigmarole to get the key component you need for another puzzle. In the latter case, the background of a nearby location seems to indicate that said key component is RIGHT THERE, but you can't interact with it in any way.
Second, my subconscious is telling me that I'm focusing waaaaay too much on Mom's memorial service. I dreamed last night that I was at the church where the service will be held, a day or two before the actual service to review stuff. The choir was singing something pretty and pleasant, but I did kind of notice that it wasn't either of the pieces I'd asked for. Then I took a look at the program, which for some reason had an obituary in it. Thing is, it was (of course!) not Mom's, it was for some guy named Penny who'd been a mountain climber. The title had something to do with "... On the Wire."* As it was only a couple of days beforehand, we couldn't get new programs printed in time. I commented rather acidly that it was somehow absolutely typical of Mom that she would end up with someone else's obit, though I'm not certain now why I thought so at the time. (Perhaps I thought it was related to her remarkable ability to lose really important things?)
Anyway. I have a draft of my eulogy bit. It's not very good, but I'll leave it alone for a day or two and edit it later. And "Dad's" portion is starting to come along too. Today's business: emailing the funeral home about delivery of ashes to the church, and emailing the person in charge of Sunday flowers to see what could be done in terms of special flowers so that we could use them the next day for the service.
*The wire bit I attribute to the bit of Broken Sword Director's Cut that we played last night. There was a puzzle involving some wire. The people who wrote the Ireland section of the game designed lousy puzzles that are either solvable by accidentally clicking on something without a clear idea of what would happen, or you have to go through a completely silly rigmarole to get the key component you need for another puzzle. In the latter case, the background of a nearby location seems to indicate that said key component is RIGHT THERE, but you can't interact with it in any way.
