every day since february 1, i have walked from the parking lot to my building with my eyes inexplicably but always finding their way to the flag pole atop mission control. it’s been at half-staff for 40 long days. today it was flying at full staff, after the last member of the columbia crew was buried yesterday.
it was a sobering reminder. my work for the past 40 days has been both awful and important, bad and good at the same time. it has been mentally and physically exhausting, but somehow therapeutic. what right do i have to complain about working long hours recently, when my sacrifice is so small? i’m still here.
i’m glad the flag is back at full staff. we all have to move on eventually, even though it’s hard, and even though we will never forget. may the crew rest in peace.
so.
no real update on the ants this morning. the dirt mound is still there, but it’s quiet now, the scene of a disaster, covered with little fire ant carcasses. oh, and a fresh dog pawprint in the middle. glad you all enjoyed my touching story of life and death. my life, their death. ha.
my friends carter and kent are big on movie quotes, and they are always stumping me with obscure quotes that i recognize, but can’t trace back to the movie. it’s maddening, to have the answer somewhere in your brain and just not be able to come up with it. this morning on the radio, the two dj’s were letting people call in and try to stump them with movie quotes (mainstream pop culture movies only, but still, that’s a lot of movies). i got every single quote! i think carter and kent are just really good at picking the most obscure quotes ever, because i know all the rest. 🙂
