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A Post with Credits to the Saturn V and the Perseid Meteor Shower

I'm afraid my life has been slightly boring lately. Not that I'm bored...nope...quite on the contrary my friends. I have been bustin' my hump moving my crap from the small-one-bedroom-Saturn-V-facing-apartment to the large-oh-my-gosh-does-this-house-ever-end-in-the-shadow-of-the-Saturn-V house. It is quite a pain. And double pain for the BF who not only gets to help me move said crap, but also gets to endure my verbal crappage regarding the fine art of object placement within said, new dwelling. Poor guy.

I'm really not sure where I am even going with this post, except that I can't wait to finish up the move and get back to more important blog subjects...you know...like space and stuff ;-)

But in the meantime you will get a quick reminder about the Perseid Meteor Shower tonight (it was also last night...but I was too pooped to check it out). Check your local forecast for the best viewing times...here in Huntsville the peak is expected to occur from about 11pm to 5am with up to 80 meteors per hour! This reminds me of that time I made my BFF Liz stay up all night just to watch the solar eclipse on our 12 inch dorm-room T.V. I'm pretty sure she thought I was crazy. So....go be crazy, watch some meteors tonight, and call in sick to work tomorrow...I'm just saying ;-)

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  1. I am so excited for the Meteor shower. i am sure I will be up for a portion of it and I think our best time is between 2 and 5 am or something. I am sure your parents can give me the details. Your last few posts are some of the first that I can truly understand being about the house and all. I wish we were there to help you move.

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  2. Denise, I wish you were here to help April too... I'm not sure what hump she's been busting, last night my grandfather and I were trying to muscle the washer and dryer off the truck, while April was 'showing the new couch' to my grandmother... and she was kind enough to volunteer me to help build a fence Saturday!

    Just Kidding.... I know you have been busting your hump for this house... wallet hump that is...

    and I think the crazy neighbor lady actually volunteered me to build the fence... not sure how that happened...

    -Chris (BF)

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