We back with the fine distinctions! Tonight, it’s catapult versus trebuchet.
A catapult hurls objects with the sudden release of tension (or torsion).
A trebuchet hurls objects with the sudden release of counterweight and a sling.
I feel like this fine distinction used to mean more, but that trebuchets have really received their due in popular culture over the last couple decades. The nerds have succeeded! I think. They did for me, at least. Trebuchets are, without a doubt, the superior war machine.
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Twas a long work day. But I got all my games prepped I was supposed to. The pool phase of the WBC is coming to a close, so there will be less games to cover soon, but much tighter turnarounds. So far so good. We’ll see how it goes.
I had the most sweetest pet session tonight with all my kitties. Bruce out on the porch. He’s starting to like head scratches, little by little. And then in the patio with Snack and Chloe. They were extra loving tonight, really into the pats. Chloe even half came up on my lap, up on her hind legs at least, and then leaned in for some very happy head scratches. She purrs so loud. I love it. Snacks was purring, too.
I think Silky is gone. It’s been almost two months, now, and though I’ve gone stretches before without seeing him, because he ranges a few houses down…I haven’t seen him whatsoever in that time, not since we left for Hawaii. I’m pretty sure that means he’s gone. Makes me very sad. He was the first. And so, soooo pretty. The bluest eyes. And the softest fur. And so so sweet. He was silly, too; he liked to roll around in the dirt when I took the dogs out just because he was feeling good, excited for me to come back out and pet him and give him some treats. I’ll miss him. That makes two kitties I’ve lost. First Nugget. Now Silky. RIP.
It was a gorgeous day. I miss being able to just go, like, play golf outside on a day like today. I can’t do that anymore with my 9-5. I miss dictating my own schedule in that way. I don’t miss being entirely self-motivated to make money. That aspect is stressful. The salary is infinitely superior in that regard. But, yeah. It’s always a bit of both, isn’t it? Pluses and minuses.
I worked all the way till 6 and was wiped, so I didn’t try to do my second writing session. That changes tomorrow, even though I have the day “off.” I have got to get this new outline started. Have to. And I can do it. I will tomorrow. I’m looking forward to it. This change over to daylight time has always been “go time.” I can feel it happening again. And I’m already 90 pages into my next book. Well, 96 pages after today. Pretty damn proud of that.
Night night.
—artwork tonight by Luzhan Liu