She was hit by space junk

As if we didn't have enough to worry about, time to break out the titanium umbrellas. Space junk is just lying in wait, until you least expect it, then BAM! She never saw it, I never touched her.

According to our leading scientists, there's 9000 pieces of space junk looking for any opportunity to attack. Over 5500 tons, up there biding their time. What's worse is that even without sending any more satellites and corpses of Star Trek personalities or whatever up there, space junk is replicating on its own. Apparently space junk is colliding with other space junk, spawning still more space junk. Angry space junk.

Some say it is a North Korean plot, from when they put up their one satellite "Pearless Leader 1". They knew it wouldn't work at all, but it would be big and erratic and antisocial enough to bash into everybody else's satellites, thus creating space junk.

But that doesn't really matter anymore, now does it? All that's left to do now is take cover.

Spring cleaning

Been pretty much offline the last few days, having devoted myself to spring cleaning. Pam got a new computer, always a wonderful and frustrating new addition to the family. Setting everything up right is a trial and error process that takes awhile and requires more patience than I usually can muster. But it's working great now, except I can't figure out how to load all of Pam's games with this wacky and shadowy xp arguing with them all.

So now the old computer has been redesignated as mine and moved upstairs. To set it up I had to reclaim my office from cats and storage, necessitating a complete redesign, starting with catching up on my filing. Boxed up a lot of the files and flung around a lot of furniture. Cleared out years of ancient computer equipment and am waiting for the recycler to haul it all away. After two full days of this I now have a very pleasant and functional office. Mostly - the upstairs computer still lacks internet connectivity and the downstairs one needs a printer, but soon enough.

Gotta run, the electrician needs to experiment with fuses.