Author Archives: paleololigo

Scientist (Paleontology, Geochemistry, Geology); Writer (Speculative and Science Fiction, plus technical and non-technical Science); Mom to great boy on the Autism spectrum; possessor of too many hobbies.

Thirsty Thursday – My Sam Adam’s Clone

In our household, there’s a lot of beer consumption. I’ve come to the conclusion that the reason why I can’t lose weight is because of the vast quantities of beer available. (This is also my motivation to keep exercising so that I can drink all I want!)

I alternate brews between one that I’ll like and one that my husband will like. It’s more like I brew something for the husband which undoubtedly I will like anyway. Then I brew something for me, which is inevitably too dark and hoppy for my husband’s tastes. (More for me!)

When we’re out, I try to pay attention to what my husband drinks. It’s mostly wheat beers (which are great!). Earlier this year he discovered that he quite liked the Sam Adam’s Summer Ale. I like it too. Continue reading “Thirsty Thursday – My Sam Adam’s Clone”

The Lion – Tales of the Finger

Sometimes, an injury is totally worth it. If you’re gonna get hurt, may as well do it in a real cool way.

People keep asking me what I did to hurt my finger – that annoying injury that’s been driving me crazy for the last six weeks. I’m finally almost back to normal, so maybe this time I’ll actually tell the truth about what happened.

So we were hiking out to look at some really cool structures in the northern part of the The Breaks, where I go do geology every summer. There aren’t too many places out there where there are any trees, but on Owl Ridge, there are lots of junipers and limber pines. We were glad to be there, because it was hot that day. Very hot.Continue reading “The Lion – Tales of the Finger”

Stink Bug – Chapter 36

V’x lept into the air, flapping her one good wing, wrenching out of the grey’s grasp. “No!” she cried. She turned, rushing for the door. The greys scattered. Only I remained, blocking her path. I grabbed at her feathers as she rushed by. The chair that I sat in spun and fell, but I kept my grip on V’x.Continue reading “Stink Bug – Chapter 36”