Just a few minutes...

...till the timer goes off, and my pizza is ready. Mmmm...

It's Sunday, but no work tomorrow, what a treat!

This afternoon, I sat out on the balcony to try and get a photo (with my decidedly non-digital camera) of Spidee. I think I'm just going to have to break down and buy the cheapest digital camera there is, and hire someone to teach me how to put photos on LJ.
Spidee was wise to the situation, she ran back into her hole as soon as I opened the door. So I sat down as close to the edge of her web as I could stand, and waited her out. I was wishing for a bug to throw in there to draw her attention. She made short work of a Box Elder bug the other day. As she was devouring the hapless bug, I noticed something else: Spidee has a boyfriend! On the underside of her web, there was a tiny spider trying to get close to her. I didn't see him today, so she's probably eaten him already...
I suppose the arachno-boyfriend means that there'll be zillions of Spidee eggs laid. Ew, ick....
Anyway, Spidee eventually came out and perched in full view, and I took a couple photos of her humongous glory. She'll be long dead by the time I get the film developed...

(Pizza break! Mmmm... )

Earlier today, I was surfing channels, as I so often do, and I ran across the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy TV series. Now that's something I haven't seen in a very long time. I remember it turned up on PBS shortly after I got out of high school, I didn't see it from the beginning, I had no idea what it was, but I thought it was the funniest thing I had ever seen in my life. I ran out and bought the books, and they were some of the earliest science fiction books I owned. The show has lost a bit of it's luster, but I had quite a surprising moment when the line was uttered: "He's Zaphod Beeblebrox, not bloody Martin Smith from Croyden!"

Now I finally get where that comes from.

I was going to say something, I should have said something, but I let the day pass by. I don't know the exact day that Martin Smith died last year, but most of us found out on August 15th, so that's the day I'll count. This year I went to a party that afternoon, and I was so focused on holyoutlaw's impending visit, I just didn't feel like bringing it up in LJ. I still think about him sometimes, I wish I could have helped him more. I wonder what might have been if he'd been able to pick himself up out of the hole.

*sigh*