8/15/07
I came home early on Tuesday. An hour later I was a bit dizzy and went to sleep about an hour later. This disappointed me but I reckon I really needed that rest.

The little plant on the back patio makes me happy. Saturday night I was sitting outside watching the lightning I put the pot in my lap. I was so caught up inspecting the leaves, admiring the deep green color that would darken into a purplish shade, noticing the rolled up new leaves emerging from the stem and touching the wet soil.

I am responsible for this plant in the same way I'm responsible for Spot. From the first day when I pruned away the dead leaves and cleaned up the pot to the first few times I watered it and now I have to prepare for winter so the little plant will be fruitful and happy.

Right now I'm reading a short story in yet another science fiction anthology. A piece of fiction written about 1000 years in the future by historians and folklorists who are trying to reconstruct the Republic before a great dark age.

General Washington, his first name is General, has a battleaxe named Valleyforge and is travelling across the country to do battle with a wizard. He eventually meets Armstrong Custard, Eisenhower and a giant eagle named Apollo Leven.

The story is very appealing to me and reminds me of an alternate history idea I had about a year ago.