Listening

I'm up at this obscene hour of the morning because I'm listening for something.

On February 1, 2003, a Saturday morning, I was noodling around on the computer, having an IM chat with pkhardy, and listening for two thunderous, window-rattling sonic booms. When the time came and went, and I didn't hear them, I told Pen I thought something was wrong. About two minutes after that, the local space reporter on the television in the background said that NASA had told them to clear the area, and we all knew something was wrong.

So, two and a half years later, I'm listening again. And praying.

ETA: It's been delayed for another couple of hours, due to low-lying clouds. Sleep? Who needs sleep?

ETA: Okay, now they're delaying it until tomorrow morning. I'm going back to bed. Further bulletins as events warrant.