s e v e n i s a j o u r n e y

A busy weekend. Saturday morning/early afternoon was spent (along with Tam, Kerry, Jenny and Zane) collecting free firewood- the scrap left over after the harvest of a forrestry block near Makara. Sure, it is only radiata pine, but it is free! Only effort required. A rather exhausting amount of effort mind you, what with the chainsawing, splitting, hauling, loading, trsnporting and unloading. After four hours, we were well done. We can do more loads in subsequent weekends. We have to return anyway, to pay the landowner the case of beer we owe him for the wood.
And then for the watching of BSG. With the airing of the finale in the US a few weeks ago, we needed to finish watching season four up through the end, so to prevent spoilers. This was about 10 hours of ever-cheerful Battlestar-happiness. Thus we scheduled to watch it both Saturday and Sunday evenings with a half-dozen friends.

As we headed toward the conclusion Sunday night, we had a second anticipatory experience- spagetti squash. We have a rather lots of it in the garden. I planted it because it sounded cool, but I didn’t know if I had ever tasted it before. Did I mention we now have a lot of it?

***Warning BSG Spoilers below!***
The verdicts:

-Spagetti squash is good! You can use it as a pasta substitue, it has a lovely mild flavor with a slight hint of nut. We think it would probably also go well with a curry.

-The ending of BSG was fun, and satisfying! After 4 seaons (spread over about 6 years), we really wanted it to end well. I like that they did not explain everything (as the mystery revealed is often lame). I like the huge visual shift from the cramped, dark-and-grey ship interiors to the vast green lush of the savannah. It is good when a writer knows what the ending will be, and the series ends well, rather than the wandering, aimless ends that afllict so many other otherwise-good series.

My theory as to why Earth was never found and “finshed off” by the remaining Cylons? The hundreds of red-stripe Centurian-piloted  base ships that now surround the Sol systems. They never forget. And perhaps they feel some affection for the meat sacks who set them free. Wouldn’t that be a fun discovery for the first human explorers to leave the system?