the postman brought a package from the beautiful Bay Area. alongside a few stray tuxie hairs, there was a note from the delightful LT and stuffs.
of course, everything that comes into the house automatically belongs to the Princess:
I swear, it wasn’t two seconds after I sat the package on the table, Hank was on it.
[...] eventually, Hank was distracted and I was able to open the box and found
a bright little elephant, from Subhangi via LT. isn’t she the cutest? and Lady Di eyes to boot.
an anthology of feminist sci-fi, cleverly titled Space of Her Own
both teh SO and myself are fans of H. Beam Piper – imagine the thrill to get a couple of his books, a first edition of Lord Kalvan of Otherwhen, from where teh SO’s internet name comes, and Empire, a posthumous collection of stories from Piper‘s great Terro-Human Future History.