When it rains it pours, right? This week in the news has been something else! And with our own little dramas on top of it all (fridge delivery delayed by two weeks, hubby's session finals, and the beginning of flu season, etc) are making life pretty interesting right now. As far as the snoring, that would be my husband, currently sawing logs. Since I can't sleep through that, I'm blogging.

I've obviously been paying a lot more attention to the news than usual. I'm still no genius on the financial or political fronts, but I can't help but wonder what a depression would be like in our digital age? Bill Gates and other tech-types say that the tech industry will not have any problems from the financial situation. How can that be, if no one can afford to buy software or hardware? Would the flow of information stop in a depression? I can't imagine how it would.

My folks (being older than most of my friends' parents) grew up in the depression and its aftermath. I didn't hear a whole lot of stories from that time, but heard more stories about the rationing during WWII. But what I recall of my history lessons, the country basically came to a standstill during the depression. I just cannot wrap my head around the concept of that happening again. I imagine our society as being so fast-paced, our own momentum will keep us moving, even if we are broke while doing it. That could just be ignorance talking, I don't know. I already said I was no whiz at this sort of thing.

So just to be clear, I'm not saying a depression is going to happen. But what would it be like in our day and age? I doubt the Cohen brothers are going to do a hyped-up futuristic remake of "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?" to give us an idea. (Although the soundtrack has been in my head a lot lately since watching the news). Levar Burton, in his sci-fi novel "Aftermath", does set his story during a contemporary depression, where there is a huge divide between the haves and have-nots, including some incredible social commentary. It's a good read. I also keep thinking of old sci-fi movies like "Johnny Mnemonic" and "Freejack" that also exhibited huge financial divides. See why my financial futuristic imaginings are so bizarre?

That ramble must mean that it's time to try to sleep.

I love my family.  They've got my back while at the same time driving me absolutely crazy.  Here's an example:

My sisters and other family members traveled to the Caribbean for a week.  I wasn't invited because of school issues.  So they are sending me pictures of them sitting on the boat, on the beach, getting sunburned, and drinking those stupid drinks with umbrellas.  Come on!  Why do the drinks need umbrellas?  It's not like it's RAINING there or anything!

Meanwhile, I'm literally up to my a** in snow.

Can you feel the love the way I did?  I don't know about love, but I'm pretty sure I heard laughter.

Ah, well.  Sometimes laughter is our only candle in the darkness, as long as it isn't done maliciously.  Hard to tell in this case, right?  Hee hee.  But I am glad they had a good time.  Soon my time will come, I'm sure of it!

On a good note, Hadley Rille Books and the National Space Society announced the RETURN TO LUNA short story contest.  I'm so excited to see what I can come up with for it!

Hope everyone has a great day!