The View Up Here

I have no good excuse for not writing here. Reasons, yes, but laziness combined with a certain obsession with re-watching the Battlestar Galactica reboot from the mid 2000s really took up a lot of time that could've been spent elsewhere. So why the BSG binging? I'd been hankering to see it again, and after listening to some of the soundtrack on YouTube, I decided to dive in. What did I glean the 2nd time around? I didn't dislike the ending as much as I did the first time. I still have some issues with plot holes you could fly a, well, a battlestar through, and it still made no sense why Cavill would off himself at the end. But seeing the mixed human-Cylon settlers on "new Earth" decide to start over made sense to me, and it resonated on a personal level. How many of us want a "do-over" in our lives, or at least in some situation in our lives? The good news is this: we DO get to start fresh. Because when you reconcile with God, the sins and mistakes o...

I painted my stubby fingernails scalding scarlet last night. Honestly, I need to keep my nails painted in winter or they shred down to the quick and bleed all over the place (makes it hard to type). I just reached into the basket of 30 seconds dry nail polish (because I am WAY too busy/impatient to do two coats and let it dry for an hour before I do anything) and pulled out the first one I grabbed. At first I thought, "Oh. Damn." Then I thought, "Well why the hell not? Why should this color be reserved for toes? I'm on retreat this week so who cares?" Between the incredible amount of snow, the lack of sunshine (although the sun is out in full force today, it's the first day in 2 weeks that I've seen the orb in the sky), and the usual post-holiday doldrums, I needs me some scarlet fingernails to cheer me up every time I look down at the keyboard. (Also, it brings to mind early 90s television glam where all the women had their nails painted this color, fil...