Ah, Blessed Science!
Last night was the best night of my life this week! (Except for last night with an episode of ‘Veronica Mars’ and an episode of ‘Hustle’.)
Had a nice little lunch at the Miller/Beaton home, where I’d left my baseball cap and cool shades after the annual bbq on Sunday. Luisa was there too, picking up Ronnie’s left-behind ‘Ender’s Shadow’ - Card should have stopped at ‘Dune:Nerd’ or ‘Battlefield:Whatever’.
Later it was a ripping episode of ‘Coronation Street’. Sunita found out that Dev has kids by pretty much all the other women who manage his corner shops all over northern England and live rent-free in the upstairs flat. Besides the fact that she’s married to him, she’s also pregnant with his twins. Now I knew this was coming because I get a newsletter from the future (here in Canadia we’re 7-8 months behind the UK, Corrie timelinewise…) but I didn’t know the set-up.
Then it was “Veronica Mars” and a satisfyingly creepy “Criminal Minds”, (but the Star TV magazine said there was supposed to be an episode of “Huslte” (sic), but it was some dumb rom-com about Tuscany), then it was the splendid thunderstorm.
At one point, I was standing on the back fire escape and counting the lightning flashes. For a little over five minutes there was a flash about every two seconds, with attendant dramatic rumblings. Highly satisfying.
The temperature and humidity dropped dramatically, of course, and that’s the story of how, with blessed Science’s help, I slept better than I have in a week or more.