I do not know where Kathleen Reynolds and her Spittin’ Kittens were when The War came upon us all. The Space Force may be a joke, but their lawyers will chase you to the ends of the worlds if you violate their security regulations. Best lawyers in the free worlds. No joke. So I absolutely do not know where she was. And anyone who says I am in possession of documents that revealed her location at the time is absolutely wrong. That said, I have heard she was engaging in aggressive negotiations with the Chinese in the outer colonies when the Shang were coming to attack Earth. You must understand that this was a de-escalation mission, not a fight, definitely not a war, and nobody won, but the Chinese left. Katy’s squadron was called back to Earth for rest and relaxation for a successful mission. That is why they were in Earthspace when the Shang attacked us.
Kathleen Reynolds started flying back when the Blackhawk was still a frontline starfighter, and gained promotion after promotion over time until the brass gave her the Spittin’ Kittens. They were a Hellcat squadron often sent out to protect high-value colonies, and she found her niche. The brass left her in command of that squadron for decades, shuffling them from planet to planet as the needs of the service commanded. That wasn’t the career death sentence it was before Contact by the way. The increased lifespans filtering through the military and other parts of society back then meant that commanders weren’t aging out and retiring anymore. The only way to get a command was to build something new, or inherit the spot of a dead man or someone who fraked up badly enough to get themselves cashiered. That made command positions rather more stable than they had been, and Katy proved that she could do stable if she meant to.
Yes, three days of Dairycon. I took a couple Xboxes with games and Transformers-related DVDs to play on Dairycon gamenight, and during the convention. And now I’ve packed everything up and am on the way home. The better part of a full day of driving. I like it. I’m glad to have gone. It’s a good vacation from real life, and a good excuse to get away from work for a while. But I will be happy to get home again. And back to work as well. Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder, doncha know. Or is that absinth? Sometimes the words are so close together…
Today is Dairycon. An entire county fairgrounds building full of toy sellers and toy collectors selling anything from real Transformers toys to My Little Pony. I kid you not. I swear at least one of those things shows up every year. I’m actually taking some of my collection to sell. Yes. Let the shock flow through you. I’m selling part of my collection. Or at least I rather hope they sell. They don’t bring me joy, so I’m hoping to find someone who will love them more than me. Hold them. Hug them. Call them George. Or Jack. Whatever. Names are just labels we put on things so we remember them. I hope others enjoy and remember them well.
I will be going to a Transformers convention this weekend, so will be out of town. But I’ve got some amazing friends who are going to be checking in on mom to make sure she takes her meds while I’m gone. I have directions written so she can do it, and she has been doing it, but I want to make sure people are there to remind her and keep her on track. So, I’m off to see some friends today that I haven’t seen in a year.
edit 1 – the toys, not the power convertors, just to clarify for the engineers… 😉
edit 2 – Dairycon, since someone usually asks which one.
edit 3 – Yes…. it is in Wisconsin… They’ve got amazing cheese there.
edit 4 – And amazing cheesecake as well. And I happen to like good cheesecake.
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