Ice Cream Aftermath

Why didn't you update last night, summer_snow? Did something go horribly wrong? Did you accidentally out yourself as a superhuman via some tragic ice-cream-based accident? Nope. I had an awesome time. A little bit of chaos in the kitchen, a game of kick-the-can with my sister, a few minutes mopping up the leaky saltwater (I love love love tile floors) and some tasty ice cream all round. I'm thinking I'm going to store the coffee can, salt box and ice cream jars in my room. That way if there's an accident I've got a built-in excuse, though I haven't found a way to make the ice cream mix keep. And no, you smart alecks out there, freezing it won't keep it good indefinitely. It's got milk and eggs in it. I want to try making ice cream via cryogenesis. If nothing else, it's going to be faster than the other way. I am an ice cream monster, since it doesn't make my tongue go numb, and I can taste every bite of it. After we ate all the ice cream (I had half my dad's portion, since he has delicate little fillings that don't like temperature changes), the whole family sat down for a movie together, and I snarfed 75% of the popcorn, and it was midnight before I got back to my computer. Oh well. It was one of those adorable time travel movies, Kate & Leopold. The movie was a bit iffy on the pseudoscience of time travel, but whatever. My sister squealed over Leopold and his fancy pants, but I was actually a bit more interested in Stuart the inventor. It's not that I have a thing one way or another for metatechs or time travelers, it's just that I liked the character better. You gotta be a total optimist to jump off a bridge like that.
I had some issues with the portrayal of the time traveling couple's relationship. One, I totally wouldn't live in any period of history except my own, what with the advent of feminism and hygeine and all that. Can't live without 'em. Two, if I couldn't persuade my time-displaced sweetie to live in my period without catastrophic universe-altering paradoxes, I'd go for a time share or just living out of a time machine. Anna Chronos and her husband do that, and they've been together for several billion years.