A while ago, when I was doing laundry, like the time before last, I came out short a sock. It was one of those “low-quarter” socks without a top like you wear with sneakers. It wasn’t left in the washer, or caught in the dryer, or left behind in the clothes hamper. Nuts. I put the odd sock on top of my dresser to remind me there was a sock loose somewhere, and life went on. So, today, because I’m not going out, I put on this pink and red sleep shirt with cats and hearts on, because cats (and because why not?). It’s light cotton and it’s been washed enough that it’s soft and comfortable. I faffed about and puttered around, booted up the ‘puter, read the latest installments of the blogs and webcomics I follow, started working on a story, exchanged texts with a dear friend, LB, who’s in the hospital again having to have worrying things done to her. A while ago, I realized I was hungry, noticed it was after 1 o’clock and went into the kitchen to make me some lunch. Toast and these frozen enchilada things. I was putting the margarine away in the fridge when I stepped on something. It was one of those topless socks just like the one that had been sitting by itself on my dresser for weeks. It was lying on the kitchen floor. The universe is a strange and wonderful place.
Caught a trailer from SDCC for the new CBS All Access “Star Trek: Picard.” I was already interested when I first heard about it, and then I saw this:Star Trek with Elves! Be still my geeky heart! The actor’s name is Evan Evangora. Yowsa!