Does anyone remember...

Sometime in the Firefly era, somebody asked Joss Whedon about the "dozens of planets, hundreds of moons" physical structure of the 'verse, the presence or absence of faster-than-light transportation, and/or the "science" of the 'verse.

Joss replied something to the effect of, "Please don't ask me about the planets [or maybe it was "the science"] because it makes me cry."

Anyone remember that quote? Got a reference to it?

(It came up this evening in a discussion about storytelling.)

Well, hell.

Damn mudroom. Damn painting. I knew it would become a remodeling job! I knew it!

I couldn't stand to just slap paint on over the foundation wall and hope for the best. It leaks. It's a problem. There's mildew and algae and water damage. I had to strip the existing coating so I could fill the cracks with hydraulic cement.

Two buckets of stripper later, I discover one of those stupid "homeowner-quality" jobs hidden under the epoxy, requiring the pouring of a new footing not only to prevent seepage in a rainy climate, but to shore up the damn foundation of the damn house!

So, 120 lbs of concrete being the bare minimum to do the job, I borrowed one of the working cars in the family--my former 23-year-old Honda Civic which is now my sister's--to go get it at the corner hardware store. While I was there with a car, I thought, hey, might as well get that box fan and those two on-sale garden chairs I've been needing.

The chairs don't fit in the Honda. So I drive the concrete home, then put on real shoes and walk back to the hardware store.

( Fortunately, the chairs weren't very heavy. )

Procyon Lotor

'Bout 1:30 a.m. last night I went out to get my sheets off the clothesline so I could make my bed and proceed to lie in it. There was a visitor.

( Evil Zombie Raccoon Says Om-Nom-Nom )