The People All Call Her "Alaska"

Okay, so this time in the blogspace, I'm wanting conversation and comments from anyone who reads this on this grave and terribly important discussion Mr. J. Ro and I were just having.

What do you think of long-distance relationships?

What experiences have you had or heard of regarding this?

Is it more important for each party to continue dating other people while apart, or to remain "socially celibate"?

And finally, what do YOU think it was I saw in the night sky a week and a half ago?

My own opinion is that long distance dating works more often than people would expect for couples who TRUST one another. This seems to be essential. If this element is present than the issue of dating others is sort of null, wouldn't you say? Granted, I've never had a long-distance relationship (let alone dated anyone longer than a month). I suppose I'm more optimistic in regards to it than others. As for the light in the sky, I've decided it was some sort of flying machine. Yep, that's my stance. Whether it was terrestrial or extra, I couldn't say. But it was most definitely mechanical. Hmm.

These are just a few of the topics jeremy and I were talking about on our endeavor to Target just now. Please feel free to voice your...voice on the issue. Also, has anyone tried the Ginger Altoids yet? They're a trip. I think they're more for cleansing the palate versus making one's breath taste fresh-y, though. It seems this entry is an excuse to see if I can get an idea who reads this blog amongst mes familles and mes amis. Still.

Space is No Place to Raise a Kid

The night was peaceful... cool... and I was wearily unsuspecting.

Brandon's company had been very hospitable (a quick round of "dance" pong [a gentleman's game] and Jurassic Park), but I was weary and needed to retire, unusually early for a parentless week-end. Bidding one another adieu, Brandon retired behind his screen door with Smoky, his large black cat. I started my car and cruised out of his neighborhood, listening to Gary Jules' "Broke Window" and humming lightly.

Honestly, I was bouncy and happy- a good friend back in town whom I greeted earlier that day, I had had a great time at Brandon's, and was looking forward to not being reprimanded for my late homecoming that night. This lightheartedness was promptly squashed by the lights behind me.

I thought they were the searchlight from a cop car perhaps. Certainly bright enough to be. I slowed down to a stop (I was going to anyways, it was the turn lane to get into my neighborhood) and watched the approaching lights in the rearview mirror when it dawned on me: those are NO squad car's lights.

Silently they glided down the road (a motorcycle? No, too tall). Then they were out of the height of my rear view mirror- over my car. The bushes to my left and the suburbs to my right were momentarily lit up well out of range of my headlights. What is going on? I wondered. There it came- overhead and beyond my vantage point, clearly gliding above and along the road. I sat in silence, completely awestruck at this magnificent yellow-white light. Just as quick as it appeared, it was gone over the hill ahead.

What did I see? I don't know what it was. It lookes like a Coleman's lantern at night from a distance of maybe 10 feet. At least, the pattern of lights did, for whatever it was, it was most certainly far larger than any lantern. I only wish I had had my camera in hand to show you, my friends and relatives, exactly what it looked like.

Don't think I'm a nut, though. I don't think I am. Just, unable to explain it. But if you ever see anything like it, give me a ring. I would appreciate it.