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Friday, June 08, 2007

Once again, someone says something I always knew but never knew how to put into words. This is why you are your own worst enemy.

From Dar Kush:
Your ego identifies itself with whatever your “steady state” is—usually your current self, but if you are in a state of flux, whatever your most stable condition might have been.... Whatever your automatic habits would turn you into? That’s your ego. Take your concentration off for a few weeks, and you’re right back where you started.... Remember: if you don’t change your internal image, your ego-identity, you’ll have to use conscious attention to compensate. And trust me: your conscious mind is the smallest, weakest part of you. Eventually, it will LOSE. [emphasis mine]
Pretty much falls in line with the whole GTD idea about how smart your conscious mind isn't. This is why it's never just a matter of sheer willpower, but of executing a methodical plan to accomplish whatever you want to accomplish.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007



From Warren.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Blogger unmasked, court case upended - The Boston Globe
By Jonathan Saltzman, Globe Staff | May 31, 2007

It was a Perry Mason moment updated for the Internet age.

As Ivy League-educated pediatrician Robert P. Lindeman sat on the stand in Suffolk Superior Court this month, defending himself in a malpractice suit involving the death of a 12-year-old patient, the opposing counsel startled him with a question.

Was Lindeman Flea?

Flea, jurors in the case didn't know, was the screen name for a blogger who had written often and at length about a trial remarkably similar to the one that was going on in the courtroom that day.

In his blog, Flea had ridiculed the plaintiff's case and the plaintiff's lawyer. He had revealed the defense strategy. He had accused members of the jury of dozing.
I really don't need to say anything, here...

Via Whatever

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

It's only a matter of time at this rate.

BBC NEWS | Entertainment | Outcry over TV kidney competition
A Dutch TV station says it will go ahead with a programme in which a terminally ill woman selects one of three patients to receive her kidneys.
EDIT: Yes, now I know it's a hoax, thank you.

Friday, May 25, 2007

I've been on a real retro 70s kick lately. Real 70s music, not the SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER soundtrack (not that there's anything wrong with that).

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It's tastes like these that cause others to wonder if I was really born in the early 70s, which I was.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

I know I should make fun, I really do. But this actually looks interesting on a couple of levels.

WARNING: This is definitely not for the kiddies!



via The Engine and other places.

EDIT: And then I read the (supposed) plot. Most of it you could glean from the trailer, but "With five young and highly diverse mercenaries at his disposal..."? Is this going to be like that last season or two of WALKER: TEXAS RANGER where you just didn't see Chuck do as much kicking as he used to?

Sunday, May 20, 2007

Not much reading or scribbling done so far today. But what I have done is dumped my brain. Most of it, anyway. Between that and moving a couple of major projects forward today, I’ve been feeling a lot better.

This is why I’m going to try to get back into some habits I’ve let slack lately.
  1. I bought a discount copy of POWER SLEEP by James Maas. I need to get my sleep habits back on track.
  2. My days have to begin and end at my desk, processing my virtual and real inboxes.
  3. I need my weekly reviews again.
Of course if you’re not up on the whole GTD thing, you can get up to speed here.
It had to happen eventually.
Variety.com - ABC developing 'Cavemen'

"Winner for most unusual piece of development this pilot season goes to ABC, which has turned a series of quirky Geico commercials into an actual half-hour comedy project.

'Cavemen' will revolve around three pre-historic men who must battle prejudice as they attempt to live as normal thirtysomethings in modern Atlanta."

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

It's how they get here that bothers me...

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

For those in the I-town/607 area code...
Saltonstall Workshop
"ONLINE PUBLISHING: BEYOND BLOGS"
  • Saturday, May 19
  • Presenters: Michael Orthofer, NYC; Mark Budman, Binghamton; Robert Colley, Syracuse
  • 2:00 pm – 4:30 pm
  • $15 registration fee, includes light refreshments
  • Tompkins County Library’s Borg Warner Community Room
  • Limited to 50 participants. Please call 539-3146 to reserve your place.
I reserved my space and was asked to get the word out, so here it is! I've had the pleasure of having a submission rejected by one of the presenters, the publisher of VESTAL REVIEW.

Monday, May 14, 2007

I've noticed lots of new traffic because of this post, one in a stream of reponses to the original. Welcome all!

It actually took me a couple of days to find this out: If you can bring yourself to look slightly higher than her cleavage, you'll get the joke. I still can't believe it.



I'm depressed.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

...that since I last said anything, I've had two more pieces put up on SIX SENTENCES.

I've forced myself to go back and work on some of the longer things I've been neglecting though, and I've told myself that I won't submit any more free fic until I've got those things sent out. Of course, who am I fooling. What's this blog called again?

Saturday, May 12, 2007

I haven't even seen these movies...

You scored as Jigsaw. You are Jigsaw. You dont enjoy killing people at all. You instead love to see how far people will go to live. However if it ends in a bloody death, you still sleep with a smile on your face.
You are intelligent, and know how to outwit just about anyone. And that spells bad news for anyone who falls into your games of death and torture.

Jigsaw

85%

Hannibal Lecter

80%

Candyman

80%

Pinhead

75%

Michael Myers

60%

Freddy Krueger

55%

Captain Spaulding

50%

Jason Voorhees

45%

Leatherface

45%

Buffalo Bill

30%

Which Horror Killer are You?
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You mean to tell me I can export my Google Notebook into Google Docs, and then theoretically save that file into the format of my choice, including .doc and .pdf?? Jaysus!

Yeah yeah, I know. My growing dependence on Google services is going to be my downfall. Oh well.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

...then I can at least take stuff with me that's usable by any OTHER computer with a USB port and internet access.

Based on this article on USB thumb drive tricks, I put my 1 GB drive to use by cramming Firefox (complete with all my settings) and Wordpress into it. This way, I can use Firefox from anywhere with all the bells and whistles of my Google account so long as I have a net connection AND have a private blog to keep as a journal with entries I can tag and organize.

The sad part is that this may make me blog less, since all the secondary functions I use blogs for are being co-opted by Google services. Oh well, maybe I'll get to doing more productive things.
I decided that after posting about a rather violent video (Which is nonetheless effing sweet!), I thought I should put up some light-hearted fun things passed to me by friends and people at work.

Natalie Imbruglia lets someone have fun with her wonderful one-hit...



...and (as I'm sure most of you have seen by now; so sorry to have come late to the party), Alanis's slam on the song "My Humps."

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Today was also Free Comic Book Day and if your local comic store was anything like my local store, then there were probably some sweet deals on stuff.

Me, I scored these...

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One of the pitfalls of steady income is the ability to go to the first and most expensive weekend of the twice-yearly Friends of the Library Book Sale. While E and I spent more on this booksale than the two previous ones we went to combined, we still made out like bandits.


My haul alone was easily worth every penny of the $40 I spent for it...



So don't be surprised if I'm not blogging again for awhile.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Digg the Blog » Blog Archive » Digg This: [numbers redacted]

But now, after seeing hundreds of stories and reading thousands of comments, you’ve made it clear. You’d rather see Digg go down fighting than bow down to a bigger company. We hear you, and effective immediately we won’t delete stories or comments containing the code and will deal with whatever the consequences might be.
Of course, I'm a big wuss for redacting the numbers in question. But hey, if Cory backed down, what chance would I have?
Geek To Live: Getting Things Done with Google Notebook - Lifehacker

Fans and followers of the Getting Things Done personal productivity system have hacked all sorts of ways to GTD in different applications, from Microsoft Outlook to plain text to Gmail. But one of Google Labs' less-hyped applications, Notebook, is very well-suited to instant capture and easy processing of your GTD lists.
This article just came out the other day, but it's already been what--a couple of weeks--since I've turned into Google's bitch.

I don't use Google Notebook in exactly this way (I do this with my email), but it's this kind of thinking, this kind of ease that's kept me more or less organized.

Next time (eventually): Maybe some screenshots of all the different Google services I use.

Sunday, April 29, 2007

Didn't stop this dude...


Via: Flixya

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Not only is this a week late, I didn't necessarily click all the links here to get the full story. But on the face of it, doesn't it just feel wrong somehow? Kind of like when you see someone picking on a handicapped person. The handicapped person may have even started it, but still.
Boing Boing: Mayor of Boston bans Boing Boing

Jake tried to access Boing Boing from Boston's free WiFi network and got this notice -- topped by the seal of the Mayor of Boston no less! Banned in Boston -- first they came for the Mooninites, then they came for the Boingers.
(Oh, this actually wasn't done on Google Notebook, but a Google Toolbar app. Yeah, yeah, I know...there goes my privacy, right? Hell, it's not like I'm putting my credit card numbers up, so wth?)

(EDIT: The only trouble is that I can't tag any of my posts from the toolbar app. Oh well, I'll live.)
Guccione Jr. Has Omnivorous Appetite: Wants Omni, Travel Title Too

by Joe Mandese, Thursday, Apr 26, 2007 7:00 AM ET
OPENING A NEW CHAPTER IN one of America's most storied publishing dynasties, Bob Guccione Jr. is in talks with his father Bob Guccione Sr. to acquire Omni, the seminal science and science fiction magazine that spawned a new category of consumer magazines, including Discover, the publication Guccione Jr. now presides over as CEO.
OMNI was one of those things I didn't realize the value of until it was gone. Hopefully, this pans out.

(And, here again, is another post brought to you by Google Notebook!)
Because it's been too long since the last one, and you know you've wanted it...

Your Personality Is Like Ecstasy

You're usually feeling the love for the world around you - you want to hug everyone. And while you're usually content to sit back and view the world with wonder... Sometimes you're world becomes very overwhelming and a little scary.

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Rendering to Ceasar what is Ceasar's was a pain, but between Uncle Sam sticking it to us and the State of New York giving us a refund, we just about broke even.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

I'm irritated right now. I'm finally situated in a coffee shop that makes the back room of Donkey look bright and sunshiney by comparison (i.e. I love this place!) only to find that I've left two of the projects I wanted to work on at home! But it's all good. I've got lots of other To Do lists to go through.

On the up side, I got two books from the library that I never thought I'd get outside of Amazon:

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I've been very wary about buying a new book sight unseen, not necessarily for monetary reasons but because my reading time is so limited. (Not to mention the fact that the Spring Booksale is around the corner. ) But, I've wanted these for awhile and now I get to try them for free. Ah, the joys of the local library.

Back to work...
8 Habits of Highly Ineffective Emailing

My biggest peeve is #3
Send an Email that’s Completely Unnecessary - These are probably my biggest pet peeve of all. Emails that consist of reciprocal greetings or acknowledgments that are just a waste of server space. For example, Ted emails me asking if I can send him the latest office phone list. I send it to him and 10 seconds later I get an email that contains nothing but “Thanks!”. While I understand he’s just being polite, that’s another message I have to read. (I know this may come off as somewhat prick-ish, but you wouldn’t believe the amount of email I get like this). Obviously, If Carl from Facilities donates the bone marrow that helps you beat that pesky cancer, a “thank you” is probably in order - in addition to some flowers or free yard work. Otherwise, just let me get back to work.
Though I confess that I've been guilty of #6:
Walking Over to the Recipient 10 Minutes After Sending the Message to Make Sure They Got It - I realize there are certain people who still don’t fully trust “technology” as a whole. They don’t like buying things online, they think every time Windows hiccups it’s because a hacker has taken over their computer and is now using their credit card to finance a trip to Tanzania. That’s all fine, but folks - I implore you - please have some faith in the email system at work. I realize that occasionally emails get lost, but that’s not reason to personally verify the delivery of each and every message you send.

And, on a separate but related note, coming over to ask if I got your email because it’s very important doesn’t work well, either. The beauty of email is that it’s asynchronous. You can send me a message and I’ll read it when I have time, not necessarily the moment you send it. Just let me do my thing and I’ll read your message the very next chance I get, cross my heart. Oh, and if it’s an actual emergency - please, by all means, run over to my desk - but feel free to skip the email.
(Once again, a post I've saved up for a few days, copied and pasted from a Google Reader/Notebook thing!)
Some of us laugh, but some of us know this hits a little close to home for some people.

John Rogers said it best about allegations of a double-standard between reactions to Imus and reactions to others who may have said similar things.
America loves a rebel.

America loves a bad boy.

But America hates a fucking bully.
(This post brought to you by Google Notebooks ;)--god, it's almost too easy now)

Thursday, April 12, 2007

This makes the fact that I haven't gotten around to reading SLAUGHTERHOUSE FIVE yet that much sadder.
Novelist Kurt Vonnegut Dies at 84
Thursday, Apr. 12, 2007 By AP/CRISTIAN SALAZAR

(NEW YORK) — Kurt Vonnegut, the satirical novelist who captured the absurdity of war and questioned the advances of science in darkly humorous works such as "Slaughterhouse-Five" and "Cat's Cradle," died Wednesday. He was 84.

Vonnegut, who often marveled that he had lived so long despite his lifelong smoking habit, had suffered brain injuries after a fall at his Manhattan home weeks ago, said his wife, photographer Jill Krementz.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

...where once again, the jocks stand to put one over on decent people geeks.
Doctor Who threatened by football

The next episode of hit sci-fi series Doctor Who will be shelved for a week if Saturday's FA Cup semi-final runs into extra time.

BBC One is showing Watford's clash with Manchester United before the drama, and says it will postpone the show to make way for any extra play or penalties.

A spokeswoman said the programme could not be broadcast after extra time as it would be "too late" for younger fans.

Monday, April 09, 2007

I read this article a few days ago and the possibilities astounded me.
Firefox OS: Why My Hard Drive & Software are Obsolete
Imagine not needing to sort through a damn hard drive (which in my case includes the 40GB on the laptop, 15GB on the backup laptop, my 250GB external drive, as well as 3 USB flash devices--4 if you count my old mp3 player that I use as a flash drive--to add another 3+ GB). Sure there are security and privacy issues, but as if I'm going to store my Money files on anyone's server.

It's still intriguing, though--the idea of storing text, word-processing and spreadsheet docs, photos, and video online. Google provides all sorts of gadgetry and widgetry for all of that. Hell, I'm composing this post on Google Notebook. I may not finish this post tonight, but maybe tomorrow at work on a borrowed terminal at lunch. And when I'm done, I'm going to cut and paste this right onto a Blogger post form. Once upon a time, I might have composed this on Notepad or with the Firefox ScrapBook extention, or whatever else would be available to me regardless of whether or not I was online.

That's not to say I'd do away with my OS and it's apps, even if it were completely feasible and secure. I wouldn't even go 100% with Google--I still like Backpack (although I'm more of an hPDA person, now). Plus, the article assumes that you're always going to have internet access, and that's just not true right now, at least not for me.

But I can envision a scenario where my laptop could blow up and between wi-fi, Google's apps, flash drives, and my backup laptop, I could be up and running again with only the inconvenience of not being completely 100% up-to-date.

Now, if only I could get those Borg implants...

Sunday, April 08, 2007



From a couple years ago, but still...Happy Easter!

Sunday, March 18, 2007

And now, another post for Blog 'Til You Drop Sunday.

March 5th through the 11th was Filipino Week at the Big Red School on the Hill. I wormed my way out of work early on the day they had an FMA workshop conducted by a very respected and well-known instructor.

To him, I was probably just some random Filipino until he picked me to demonstrate some empty hand disarms. He stripped my stick away, went to hand it back to me and then realized, "Oooh...he's got his own sticks. And they're not mine!" I'm thinking: Great, he probably thinks I'm from some rival school and now he's gonna beat on me.

So he takes two seconds, stops the demo and asks me, "We've never met? I don't know you, do I?" I smiled, said "No, sir" and it all seemed cool from there. He let me help demo knife disarms as well as some of the arrest/restraint techniques he teaches to military and LEO-types.

It was a fun couple of hours, sort of reminiscent of the old Fight Club. You had the mix of utter newbies in awe (read: gross overestimation) of my "mad skillz" (someone said, "You must be a pro," to which I quickly and loudly replied, "Oh, no I'm not!"), senior students who, while nice, were saying to themselves, "Yeah, I can take him" and the experienced martial artists who decided that since I "didn't start none, there wasn't gonna be none."

But it makes me wonder: Am I forever doomed to make Caucasian FMA instructors look at me with raised eyebrows when we first meet?
Part of Blog 'Til You Drop Sunday...

God, I love YouTube. These are clips from a show on BBC Three, featuring the grandmasters of two different Filipino arts.
"...and if a Filipino is fighting you, I'll have somebody engage you. I watch. And when you focus on him, I'll hit you. It doesn't sound nice, but morality comes before and after the fight. When you kill a guy just be sure, if you can help it, that the family doesn't know it's you. Because the family is gonna go after you, they don't go to the law.


And, if you've ever wondered what a Grand Tuhon's orasyon looks like up close, check this out (it's about 2/3 of the way into the clip).

First entry in Blog 'Til You Drop Sunday...



More here.
I have no excuses to offer, nor any statements of repentance. I've let the blog slip. Ah, well. But, I'm just going to catch up. Today, whilst in the midst of a rather long list of things to accomplish before tomorrow, I'm going to start at the top of my "things I've been meaning to blog about" list and work my way down.

Here we go...

Wednesday, February 28, 2007

...that's just what I did last weekend.

everfree signing

That's this book, and yes, that's Carl's boy

I couldn't go the whole month of February without a blogging little sumpin' sumpin'. More next month, between the busy-ness.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

...you take an interest and participate in the election for the board of directors of your credit union.

Well, I couldn't help it. I read the candidate bios and clearly saw that, at least on paper, one of the new candidates seemed more qualified than one of the current board members.

Jeezus, what's happened to me? I can hear the voices in my head chanting, "Grup! Grup! Grup! Grup!"
...are in such fucking pain right now. The sad part is that it feels about 10 times better than it did Friday when I had to call off work at the last minute. But, it's all good, now that I have a fresh supply of Vicodin and Flexiril, graciously provided by my doctor, along with an appointment for some PT tomorrow morning.

Damn, I feel like I'm on Rohypnol now, so I think I'm going to go back to sleep (which I've been doing for about 10 hours at a stretch at night, on top of having a 2-3 hour nap during the day).
Two weeks behind again. You can partially chalk it up to the pain killers I'm on. So, here it is, sans Nick Hornby-style commentary.
  • Juan José Millás, "Other Persons"
  • Jenny Hollowell, "A History of Everything, Including You"
  • Peter Orner, "The Raft"
  • Teolinda Gersão, "The Red Fox Fur Coat"
  • Ronald F. Currie, Jr., "Loving the Dead"
  • Tobias Wolff, "Powder"
  • Susanna Clarke, "The Duke of Wellington Misplaces His Horse"
All these except for Clarke's story are in the NEW SUDDEN FICTION collection, which I highly recommed.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Let me get this straight...they've been doing this for two years??
Tennessee Continues to Enforce 'Crack Tax'

All Things Considered, January 15, 2007 · For a second consecutive year, Tennessee has collected more than $1.5 million in revenue from its so-called "crack tax." The state has been enforcing a tax on illegal substances that drug dealers can report without fear of prosecution.

But once arrested, dealers must prove they've paid the tax or face fines or property seizure. A local judge has called it unconstitutional but the state is appealing saying it will help deter crime and boost tax coffers.

Sunday, January 14, 2007

Okay, the good news is that I'm more or less back on track with my reading list. The bad news is I still didn't have a lot of time to digest enough to comment on them, Hornby style. But I can at least tell you that I've read...
  • David R. Bunch, "The Escaping"
  • James Cross, "The Doll-House"
  • Jonathan Lethem, "Planet Big Zero"
  • Carol Emshwiller, "Sex and/or Mr. Morrison"
  • Me, "Code of Conduct"
  • Damon Knight, "Shall the Dust Praise Thee"
I will take a moment to mention that all save the third and fifth pieces were from DANGEROUS VISIONS and that Damon Knight's story, the shortest one I've read thus far (I think...I haven't counted pages) is a standard for genre flash fiction for me, as far as I'm concerned. This is of particular importance now, not just for the obvious reason, but because I'm working my way through PIECES FOR THE LEFT HAND as well as the recently released NEW SUDDEN FICTION.

PASSAGE OF THE WEEK
Were we viable? Did we have to convince others, or was it enough just to convince ourselves?

The question was made immediate by our careers as students. Did it matter that you were smarter than your English teacher if she could fail you for cutting class to smoke pot in the park?

-Jonathan Lethem, "Planet Big Zero"
Next week: A Susanna Clarke piece. In fact, I think I'll do a reversal--one genre piece, more mainstream with the rest.
If you're one of the legion (and by legion, I mean three or four) who emails me about YouTube links that I have yet to respond to, there may be a reason.

(Sorry it too me so long to get to this. Teh interhighway has been stopped up here at the homestead for the past few days.)
...by any means necessary!

Your results:
You are Magneto



Magneto
77%
Apocalypse
70%
Mystique
68%
Riddler
68%
The Joker
65%
Juggernaut
64%
Dr. Doom
63%
Lex Luthor
62%
Mr. Freeze
61%
Venom
61%
Kingpin
61%
Catwoman
61%
Dark Phoenix
52%
Green Goblin
48%
Two-Face
40%
Poison Ivy
36%
You fear the persecution of those that are different or underprivileged so much that you are willing to fight and hurt others for your cause.


Click here to take the Supervillain Personality Quiz

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Who says the band Chicago is a bunch of has-beens when they (and by they, I mean some drawings and voices that weren't theirs) appeared in AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE?


(Just let it load and skip to the 3:00' mark.)
Sorry for the delays. The Interhighway here seems to be littered with orange barrels, just like Ohio. Anyway, two weeks ago, I read...
  • Poul Anderson, "Eutopia"
  • David R. Bunch, "Incident at Moderan"
  • Neil Gaiman, "How to Talk to Girls at Parties"
Unfortunately, it's been too long now so I can't provide anything in the way of commentary. I liked 'em--I can definitely say that.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

The darn holidays finally caught up with me, so I can't offer any words of insight into what I read two weeks ago, a la Nick Hornby's playbook. Yeah, yeah, priorities and all that, but here's my token effort anyway. The least I can do is a list...
  • Joe L. Hensley, "Lord Randy, My Son"
  • Robert Reed, "Pills Forever"
  • Raymond Carver, "After the Denim"
Next time: What I read last week...I think I've got some words set aside somewhere.
As far as the stuff from last time, it took awhile for The New Pornographers stuff to sink in, but I think it did. At least the ELECTRIC VERSION album did. The Yo La Tengo album didn't grab me as much, but I'll give it more of a listen. I'm surprised that I'm listening to Bill Champlin's RUNAWAY as much as I have, despite what a Champlin junkie I am. But we all know I'm a sucker for 80s AOR music, too.

Anyway, I thought I'd start out 2007 with something out of the comfort zone. Though I'll be honest, The Blue Nile isn't. I've heard them before performing with other folks. Anyway, we've got that and, while I'm on the New Pornographers kick, we've got some Neko Case as well.

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Sunday, December 31, 2006

1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before?
Got paid for something I wrote.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions and will you make more for next year?
Sort of, and yes.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
No.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Depends what close means.

5. What countries did you visit?
In person--none.

6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006?
More weapons training.

7. What date from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
December 5th--that's when I officially became a published writer making taxable income.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
See #7

9. What was your biggest failure?
There ONLY being one paid publication in 2006.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
I was out sick a couple of days.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
My 2GB video/mp3 player. I don't know how I ever got along with a 128MB music-only piece of crap. Oh well, it's still handy as a flash drive, I suppose.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My patient, long-suffering wife's.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
I don't want to go into that here. It'd appall and depress me.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Action bills.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
See #7.

16. What song will always remind you of 2006?
"Feel" by Chicago

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

i. happier or sadder? happier
ii. thinner or fatter? fatter
iii. richer or poorer? richer--there's actually a small pittance sitting in a savings account.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Developing my kung-fu style.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Struggling to find someplace similar to my beloved Donkey to hang out.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
I spent X-Mas with the mother-in-law.

21. Did you fall in love in 2006?
Well, duh.

22. How many one-night stands?
Hello--married here.

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Tie between BOSTON LEGAL and MONARCH OF THE GLEN. Oh, I liked DOCTOR WHO of course, but it just wasn't the same as the last series.

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I thoroughly detest someone I merely thought of with contempt last year. Does that count?

25. What was the best book you read?
Raymond Carver's collection, WHERE I'M CALLING FROM.

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Jazz pianist Jacky Terrasson

27. What did you want and get?
A job at the Big Red School on the Hill

28. What was your favorite film of this year?
JET LI'S FEARLESS

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Not much and XXXIII.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Finishing the three pieces I haven't finished yet.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?
Metrosexual geek chic.

32. What kept you sane?
(a) The wife, (b) a full-time job with benefits, and (c) more or less liking said job.

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Cassandra Wilson. But then, I say that all the time.

34. What political issue stirred you the most?
Getting the country moved back toward the center.

35. Who did you miss?
Everyone I left in Ohio in 2005.

36. Who was the best new person you met?
All the folks I work with now.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006:
The writer's only responsibility is to his art. He will be completely ruthless. Everything goes by the board: honor, pride, decency, security, happiness, all, to get the book written. If the writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate; the ODE TO A GRECIAN URN is worth any number of old ladies.
-William Falkner
38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
'Cause I got great expectations
I've got family and friends
I got satisfying work
I got a back that bends
For every breath
For every day of living
This is my thanksgiving

-Don Henley, "My Thanksgiving"
Goals for 2007

The main goal (among many I haven't figured out yet): 20 new pieces in circulation by December 31, 2007.

See y'all next year!

Friday, December 29, 2006

This week, I find myself rearranging and reorganizing for the New Year. Usually, I have someone nagging at me to do this, but I find that the habit finally took. Over the past few days, I've been slowly going through and clearing out all the things cluttering up my psychic RAM. Here's one of them.

During last Turkey Day's trip to Clevesburg, we stopped at a brand new, redesigned Dunkin Donuts. I'd love to show you just how it's different, but alas...

donut espionage

This is one of those things you kind of understand, but still question at a deep level. Trade secrets are one thing, but exactly what do they have to hide? See, now the paranoia about potential hidden weapons of mass destruction starts to become just a touch more relatable.

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

You thought because of the holidays, I was too busy to rip off Nick Hornby's playbook. You were wrong (though I didn't think I was going to post this before today). Last week, I read...
  • Fritz Lieber, "Gonna Roll the Bones"
  • Robert J. Sawyer, "Biding Time"
  • J. Robert Lennon, "Dead Roads," "Election," "The Current Event," "Claim," "Opening," "Copycats," "Town Life," "Rivalry," "Get Over It," "Composure," "Silence," "The Pipeline," and "Leaves"
  • Susanna Clarke, "John Uskglass and the Cumbrian Charcoal Burner"
  • M. Rickert, "The Christmas Witch"
I just had to read something seasonal but I viewed the title "The Christmas Witch" with the same trepidation as last year's DOCTOR WHO special "The Christmas Invasion." Of course, I liked WHO better, but this story wasn't so bad. Not at all what the title or even the cover of the issue of F&SF it came in would imply. It was an engaging novelette but stories that try to keep you ostensibly guessing tend to wear me out. The ones that tell you such and such a character or situation is supernatural...possibly. I liked another tale from that issue much better, Susanna Clarke's "John Uskglass..." and I know next to nothing about her JONATHAN STRANGE AND MR. NORRELL. It's definitely on my reading list for 2007--yes, 2007: The Year I Go Back to Reading Novels...Maybe.

The more I read from the SLIPSTREAM anthology, the less of it I like. I can't argue with the plot and pacing Sawyer's "Biding Time." It's a short, easy-to-follow detective story, solved by the end whereupon the bad guy is on his way to getting his just desserts. Only, I found that I couldn't care less about any of it. I never doubted for an instant that the detective would succeed.

I have to read more Fritz Leiber because "Gonna Roll the Bones" rocked. Like everything else in DANGEROUS VISIONS, there's so much more to it than the typical "gambling with the Devil/Death/Boogeyman" storyline. I'm definitely giving it a second read sometime soon.

I mentioned before that I purchased the collection PIECES FOR THE LEFT HAND by J. Robert Lennon. The thing was imported from the UK since it hasn't been published in the U.S. of A. as of yet. The bookstore wanted a little more for it and rightly so. Luckily, I chose to buy it on the day the store was giving a 10% discount off of any book with five or more words in the title. I would've (reluctantly) paid full price, so you know...gift horses and all that. And, it's certainly been a gift. --waitaminute, I guess I almost did pay full price, damn New York sales taxes! Doesn't matter. Needless to say I've been enthralled by the pieces I've read so far. A lot of them could provide endless fodder for the debate on whether short-shorts are too short to be short stories. From the first section, I'd say Lennon succeeds more often than not. Plus, well, I live in the same area he does so a lot of his "anecdotes" from the "Town & Country" section absolutely resonated.

PASSAGE OF THE WEEK
As Joe lowered hs gaze all the way and looked directly down, his eyes barely over the table, he got the crazy notion that it went down all the way through the world, so that the diamonds were the stars on the other side, visible despite the sunlight there...and so that if a cleaned-out gambler, dizzy with defeat, toppled forward into it, he'd fall forever, toward the bottommost bottom, be it Hell or some black galaxy.

-Fritz Leiber, "Gonna Roll the Bones"
Next Week: Now, where'd I put that Cheever collection...?
Me, that's who.


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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Soul Icon James Brown Dies at 73
by Renée Montagne

Morning Edition, December 25, 2006 · Singer James Brown -- one of the most influential popular musicians of the past 50 years -- has died at 73. He had been hospitalized over the weekend in Atlanta, suffering from pneumonia.
Current Music: James Brown, "The Big Payback"

Monday, December 25, 2006

The Elmira Correctional Facility in upstate New York wants to wish you all a happy holiday season!

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Simultaneously supported a local bookstore and a local author.

I can now feel good about being a consumer at the height of the season of consumerism.

We'll be away for the next two days. Back Monday (maybe). Merry Christmakwanzahannukah and try to be nice to one another. Except if a stranger rudely rolls up on your table and starts messing with your stuff. That person needs to learn a lesson via ass-whipping.
What the hell possesses people to walk up to a stranger's table--a stranger with earphones and surrounded by books, papers, and a laptop thereby giving a reasonable impression of being busy-- and ask "What're you working on?" while picking up a random book from said table?

And, unsatisfied with my initial response "Stuff," acting like HE'S being put off when he got the response "Personal stuff" to his second query in a tone that basically says, "Who are you, stranger that I don't know from Adam, and why the hell are you talking to me?"

At least he found someone else to accosted at the table behind mine. He's lucky he didn't get a smack upside the head. True, violence may be an inappropriate response to bad manners, but we all know intuitively that people with that much gaul probably won't respond to anything else.

Friday, December 22, 2006

Here's my Christmas gift to all my friends and instant gratification readers.



Ho, ho, ho!!
I've been meaning to get to this for months.

This is part three of this saga, and a fitting end, too.

Part One was something utterly strange and beyond comprehension. Part Two was a little more understandable.

NASCAR lettuce NASCAR potatoes

But with Part Three, the world once again makes sense...

NASCAR dogs

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

I take a break from my day at the Diamond Mines to bring you what's running through that new mp3 player of mine. We've got the 80s AOR, two of the best modern jazz musicians around, and some indie stuff.

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Apologies to whoever I ganked this from...

Do you snore?
I never used to, but ever since I spent two years in Appalachian Ohio, all of a sudden I'm sawing logs on a nightly basis :(.

Are you a lover or a fighter?
I'm a lover until someone pisses me off.

What's your worst fear?
The clowns coming out of the mirror.

As a kid, were you a Lego Maniac?
Maniac was the operative word. Comments were made about how I'd build vehicles and robots around their imaginary weapons systems.

What do you think of reality tv?
To quote Blackadder, "Utter crap."

Do you chew on your straws?
Nope.

Were you a cute baby?
I smiled all the time, I'm told. My winningest feature: the "999" birthmark on my scalp.

What color is your keyboard?
Black.

Do you sing in the shower?
Not anymore, come to think of it. And I don't know why, either.

Have you ever bungee jumped?
I wish.

Any secret talents?
I can hum along, note for note, with every horn soli from every Chicago album.

What's your ideal vacation spot?
Anywhere with wi-fi access and my mp3 player.

Can you swim?
I spent 1/4 of my 8th year of life in a swimming pool.

Have you seen the movie Donnie Darko?
Not the whole thing.

Do you give a damn about the ozone?
Sort of, yeah.

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop?
It takes no licks for Chuck Norris!

Can you sing the alphabet backwards?
No.

Do you prefer electric or manual pencil sharpener?
Electric.

What's your stand on hunting?
Just don't waste anything, and for pete's sake you don't need to go around with RPGs. I respect anyone who'll go out with a bow and arrow.

Do you like your handwriting?
I'm told it looks like Thomas Jefferson's at its neatest.

What are you allergic to?
Undue effort based on a cost/benefit analysis.

When was the last time you said, I love you?
Sometime this morning.

Do you cry at weddings?
Only my own.

How do you like your eggs?
Depends on the day. But, generous amounts of cooking oil are usually involved.

Are blondes dumb?
Blonds are like any other group of people: a few winners, but a whole lot of losers.

Where does the other sock end up?
In yesterday's shoes.

Do you have a nickname?
Not currently. I have been called "The Last Don," "Don the Dragon," "The Last Dragon," and "Master P" in the past.

Is McDonalds disgusting?
Right after my first viewing of SUPERSIZE ME, I had a Quarter Pounder with Cheese.

When was the last time you were in a car?
This morning.

Do you prefer baths or showers?
Showers.

Is Santa Claus real?
Yes.

Do you like to have your neck kissed?
But of course!

Are you afraid of the dark?
Only after watching THE EXORCIST.

What are you addicted to?
Coffee with espresso shots.

Crunchy or creamy peanut butter?
Crunchy.

Can you crack your neck?
Yup.

Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?
I have this vague memory of doing so once, but I can't remember the details...hm...

Is drug free the way to be?
Depends how you define caffeine.

Are you a heavy sleeper?
Once I get going.

What color are your eyes?
Brown.

Do you like your life?
For once, yes.

Are you psychic?
I knew you were going to ask that.

Have you read Catcher in the Rye?
In high school.

Do you play any instruments?
The trumpet. Ah, the ol' glory days.

Have you ever stolen money?
Depends what your definition of "is" is.

Can you snowboard?
Hell no. And, I'd never try, either.

Do you like camping?
Not particularly.

Do you snort when you laugh?
No.

Do you believe in magic?
If you mean dark, Stygian, eldritch sorcery--yes.

Are dogs a man's best friend?
I guess.

Do you believe in divorce?
Only when tasteful.

Can you do the Moonwalk?
I was listening to Huey Lewis & the News when everyone else was trying to learn. And I feel justified because Huey was never accused of child molestation.

Do you make a lot of mistakes?
The last one I made was about a year ago when I thought I was wrong.

Is it cold outside today?
Not for December.

What was the last thing you ate?
Something's flesh.

Do you wear nail polish?
Only when I'm fronting my Culture Club tribute band called Yes, I Really Want to Hurt You.

What's the most annoying tv commercial?
That commercial where a bunch of girlfriends are out brunching somewhere or at some trendy bar, and trying to non-chalantly discuss treatment options for the Human papillomavirus.

Do you shop at American Eagle?
A 30+ year old man trolling thru American Eagle is about as appealing as a 30+ year old man trolling through a college bar. So, yes.

Favorite song at the moment?
"Runaway" by Bill Champlin.

Who are you tagging?
No one. That's the point of a Bandwidth Conservation Post.

Monday, December 18, 2006

...everyone who made this possible.



(Jeezus H. Christ...)

Saturday, December 16, 2006

I really, really didn't want people over last night. Of course, I changed my mind and my feelings about it as soon as they got there. It was fun as always! But, I'll tell you, after these past few weeks at the Diamond Mines (for a variety of reasons), I've been needing a place to hide and recover every day. Even my usual haunts were useless, between the holiday shopping season and finals week at the Big Red School on the Hill.

It taught me a lesson, though. One of our guests was a man I've been envious of lately. He keeps a strangle-hold on his sleep schedule. Although I'd probably never be able to keep his hours (Bed by 8 and up by 3:30), I liked how he handled things when it was time for him to go....

What...you thought I learned something about balance or somesuch?
I re-read through Nick Hornby's playbook more thoroughly, so as to more thoroughly rip it off. Last week, I read:
  • Raymond Carver, "I Could See the Smallest Things"
  • Raymond Carver, "Sacks"
  • Raymond Carver, "The Bath"
  • Raymond Carver, "Tell the Women We're Going"
  • Larry Niven, "The Jigsaw Man"
All those stories came out of two books: Carver's collection WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE and Ellison's DANGEROUS VISIONS. I said last week that I was in a Carver mood. I wasn't so far gone that I delved too deeply into some Bukowski, though. No, Carver's stuff provided fit last week's malaise just right, I think. Sometimes, I think I take to Carver's stories the same way early teen emo-goth girls take to Sylvia Plaith. I think I can relate to the pain of some of the characters, though not necessarily the characters themselves: The wife caught in her grim reality ("I Could See..."), the son who sees conveniently past his own sins to look down his nose at his deadbeat dad ("Sacks"), or the husband and wife who forgets about obligations when more important things come up ("The Bath").

I confess that I read "Tell the Women We're Going" earlier this year as part of the SHORT CUTS collection. (I still haven't gotten around to seeing the movie.) I understand the lives of the characters in what is, hands-down, my favorite Carver story. The ending that I didn't see coming is what blew me away the first time. It really was the first example I read of a story with an ending that was "unexpected, but inevitable."

It's either coincidence, mental gymnastics on my part, or the application of universal truths scattered through all literature, no matter the genre, but the truth of the lives in Carver's stories dovetail with some writers' visions of future society, DANGEROUS or otherwise. Take a close enough look at the lives of the folks in Carver's world, hell the lives of the people around you for that matter. Think of what society has done in the past to try to escape. I'm not talking about the blatant escapism, either--vice and such. I'm talking about societal readjustment that often comes at someone's expense. Folks of a particular race. Or religion. Or sub-religion. Or sub-culture. People who might otherwise be left alone until someone decides they need to bear the burden for another group's comfort and/or security. That's what we see in "The Jigsaw Man." I won't spoil it here, but I'll leave you a quote by Niven in his afterward. He said, "It's only an accident of history that Red Cross blood banks aren't supplied by the death house."

Passage of the Week
A big moon was laid over the mountains that went around the city. It was a white moon and covered with scars. Any damn fool could imagine a face there.

-Raymond Carver, "I Could See the Smallest Things"
Next week: It's genre time again, I think. Maybe some bits from my backlog of F&SF issues.
I've heard it said (but never to my face), "God, why can't you people...I mean, people...let that 'Little Brown Brother' stuff go?"

Because we're always two-and-a-half steps away from stuff like this happening in real life...
"The Terror Alert Levels: A Brown Person's Guide"
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Oh, you don't think so? Wait 'til the first Filipino comes along who does something stupid, looking for his 72 virgins.
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Friday, December 15, 2006

Per the editor...
So American Nerd's just going to sit as a static site now (and it
actually still gets a surprising amount of traffic for something that
hasn't been updated for months-- people just want to read about
Chicago and beading, I guess)
.
I understand that this is the way of things, but it's still sad.

EDIT: The spawn of AmNerd lives on: Raketenwerfer!

Thursday, December 14, 2006

...how racist Mel is? Does anybody really care? If so, I can't imagine why...

No, I'm kidding. I do.

I haven't seen APOCALYPTO yet. Truth to tell, I'm generally turned off by movies (read: the theater-going experience) nowadays, anyway. But I didn't decide to not see Mel's movie because of anything he said during his rant. Sure, that's easy for me to say. My people have only been stepped on for just shy of 1,000 years, i.e. it didn't go back to "B.C."

But when I look at this issue in this light, I'm even less convinced that I need to get all up in arms...
Then, of course, there is the issue of Mel’s rant. How could I go see his movie after something like that? Simple. I watched the news and tabloids carefully for the last month, looking for any hint that someone came forward saying that they had experienced racism or bigotry at Gibson’s hands. People get big money, exposure, and personal vindication from such accusations, even if untrue. And I saw nothing. Not a single person among the thousands he has worked with and lived with over the decades came forward. Not even anonymously.
Once again, Steven Barnes says it, so I don't have to. Now, does that mean the slate's clean? Nope. But, is he an unpardonable sinner?

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

I just found out that I won lottery entitling me to purchase a gently used, five-or-so year-old Dell Inspiron 8000 laptop for $50 from the IT department of my place of work.

But the choice: Keep it for myself as a backup server (Hey, 20GB of hard drive and 900mHz processing is nothing to scoff at) or give it (docking station and all) to my computer-less sister.

Or, sell it to one of the five people at work who've made me offers and gouge the hell out of 'em...?

Monday, December 11, 2006



I wish I could say my hazy memory of Paul Hardcastle's "19" resurfaced when I heard this NPR report. But it didn't. It pops in and out of my head at random, but it finally stuck after I heard...
Soldiers Say Army Ignores, Punishes Mental Anguish
by Daniel Zwerdling

All Things Considered, December 4, 2006 · Army studies show that at least 20 percent to 25 percent of the soldiers who have served in Iraq display symptoms of serious mental-health problems, including depression, substance abuse and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). Administration officials say there are extensive programs to heal soldiers both at home and in Iraq.

But an NPR investigation at Colorado's Ft. Carson has found that even those who feel desperate can have trouble getting the help they need. In fact, evidence suggests that officers at Ft. Carson punish soldiers who need help, and even kick them out of the Army.
What've we learned? I'd say two things: jack and shit.
It looks like The Wife's income is going to get cut in half next semester at The Other School on the Hill. I'll tell you, she didn't waste to much time. She's on the hustle, even now, looking at leads.

We're not gonna starve or anything, not even close (at least not for a couple of months). We may have to do without new high-end consumer electronics after the new year, but still...

EDIT: What is it with all these people conducting their business off-hours? When E got the email informing her about her one section being closed, it was dated Saturday afternoon. What, the dude was chilling out on his couch when he realized, "Ooh, damn...I knew I forgot something?"

And just now, well after business hours, she gets an email about a potential lead? I mean, I do freelance stuff, so I understand emailing at all hours, but jeez.
Thanks to Blogger beta, I...
  • Got tags on posts going back to late '05. Still got a lot to go.
  • Edited some tags
  • Got updated versions of all the widgets I had on my old template
What can I say? It's some nifty stuff they got on here, now. I've had to slap my hand away from all the full length del.icio.us and YouTube widgets I could potentially cram into my sidebar.

Sunday, December 10, 2006

I have to admit, I was about to give up blogging. Not necessarily because I ran out of things to talk about. But, I needed to make this thing useful again, a means through which I can take care of my bid'ness.

After three years, it became pretty useless as a means of storing and linking information for me or anyone else to review later, unless you wanted to troll through the archive pages. Seriously, I was dreading putting anything potentially valuable on this thing for fear it'd just get lost...

...until Blogger in Beta came along.

Now, I almost don't need del.icio.us or Backpack anymore. Between effortlessly integrating third-party apps, manipulating the template, and organizing the output however I might want it with the labels feature...well, I might actually come here more often. This is my 146th post for '06. Look at those past years. Yeah, provided this thing helps me the way I want it to, I'll definitely be updating more often.

So, yes...there's a new look, new features, and all sorts of idiocy to be documented and catalogued. Eh, who needs WordPress, anyway?

Caveat Emptor:
  1. I turned comment moderation on--sorry.
  2. Be aware that the categories listed don't yet cover every single post.
  3. Your browser's mileage my vary.
I gotta get to bed. I've got a long, early day tomorrow.
I admit it. This week I didn't even crack Nick Hornby's playbook open. I'm just winging it.

Last week, I read:
  • Alan Dean Foster, "Venting"
  • Isaac Szpindel, "From Gehenna"
  • Brian W. Aldiss, "The Night That All Time Broke Out"
  • Me, "The Evil of the Recidivist"
  • Howard Rodman, "The Man Who Went to the Moon--Twice"
  • Philip K. Dick, "Faith of Our Fathers
A few weeks ago, I shelled out $7.99 for a paperback anthology, SLIPSTREAMS, edited by Martin H. Greenberg & John Helfers. I was aquainted with some of the stories in the more "literary" end of the style, so I thought this would be a chance to see some things that were decidedly closer to the genre end.

The first tale I read, "Venting," was very straightforward and complete, if simple. The little I know about the main character is everything I need to. I didn't care much for "From Gehenna," but that wasn't Szpindel's fault. True, I saw the ending coming a mile away (especially with the "subtle" blurb on the back cover). But after last week's double shot of Jack the Ripper stories from DANGEROUS VISIONS by Bloch and Ellison, I was worn out.

Honestly, I'm not too thrilled about what I've read so far, but I'm only two stories in. The only reason the book interested me in the first place is because I'm interested in exploring the whole Slipstream style. Hence, the attempt that was made in "The Evil of the Recidivist." Though you could say that it failed to the extent that the story could be labeled strictly "sci-fi."

Maybe it was the week. It was hellish at work. Chalk it up to the inevitable atmosphere of an Ivy League school during finals week. That could be why "All Time Broke Out" was another one I didn't "get." Yes, I understood the plot, especially after reading the forward and afterward. But I really wasn't in the mood for a story about temporal physics gone awry.

"Went to the Moon" was my favorite of the bunch. The sci-fi element wasn't obvious until near the end, but that just goes to show how a compelling story can sometimes outweigh other considerations in the hands of a master.

"Faith of Our Fathers" is by far the most interesting "What If the Wrong Side Won the Cold War" stories I've ever read. The truth I took away from it concerns how, then and now, politics is sometimes the least of our problems.

PASSAGE OF THE WEEK
"Ugh glumph hum herm morm glug humk," the woman muttered.

Which means, roughly translated from the Old Stone, "Why the heck does this always happen to mankind just when he's on the goddam point of getting civilised again?"


-Brian Aldiss, "The Night That All Time Broke Out"
Next week: I've been in a Charles Bukowski/Raymond Carver mood this past week. It's time to indulge, I think.
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Sunday, December 03, 2006

Dusting off, but not opening, choosing to go strictly by my fogged, hazy memories of Nick Hornby's playbook, I give you last week's reads.

When I was with the family over the Turkey Day holiday, E and I made the trip to Half-Price Books. There are a fair amount of used bookstores in Ithaca, some that really do re-sell books at half-off. But a lot of the prices at HPB are more than half-off, which is always nice on the wallet. Aside from an audiobook copy of Robert McKee's STORY, I picked up copies of Harlan Ellison's infamous anthologies DANGEROUS VISIONS and AGAIN, DANGEROUS VISIONS. I was actually going to pick up a trade paperback copy of the former, but E suggested I pick up the hardback version with "the swanky cover," so I figured I might as well pick up the second one, too.



Anyway, everything last week came from DANGEROUS VISIONS, which I've been reading pretty much in order so far, except for having temporarily skipped the novella "Riders of the Purple Wage" by Philip José Farmer. Thus...
  • Lester del Rey, "Evensong"
  • Robert Silverberg, "Flies"
  • Frederik Pohl, "The Day After the Day the Martians Came"
  • Miriam Allen deFord, "The Malley System"
  • Robert Bloch, "A Toy for Juliette"
  • Harlan Ellison, "The Prowler in the City at the Edge of the World"
I know a lot of humanist-types who'd really get a kick out of the story "Evensong," the plot of which could be interpreted as showing the ultimate expression of the human potential. The spiritually-minded, however, could interpret that same plot as a caution of the consequences of the same.

"Flies" is undoubtedly the best human-altered-by-aliens story I've ever read, bar none. The elements are pretty shocking for something written in the sixties (which was the point of the anthology). I won't even describe them; you'll have to read it to believe it. I'd almost describe it as a horror story, but no one in the tale is as horrified as the reader.

What if, as Pohl wrote in his story's afterward (each story except for one has a forward by Ellison and an afterward by the author), sci-fi really can make all men to think of each other as brothers, "at least in the face of a very large universe which is very likely to contain creatures who are not men at all"? Don't be fooled, though. "The Day After the Day the Martians Came" doesn't convey that message directly. Rather, it clearly and succinctly illustrates the ugliness of man's often negative reactions to "the other."

It was refreshing to see a 40 year-old story written by a female (Remember: these stories were written in the 60s. You think sci-fi's dominated by males now, consider 1967.) that, in a graphic and pointed way, dealt with the "softer" sciences. This is exactly the sort of story that found the resurgence expressed in THE HARD SCI-FI RENAISSANCE. It's my favorite story of the lot, so far.

"A Toy for Juliette" was written at Ellison's behest as a sequel to a story Bloch wrote in 1943 called "Yours Truly, Jack the Ripper." Ellison then responsed with a story that picked up where Bloch left off, "The Prolwer in the City..." which is a perfect example of the sort of "conversation" that today's writers like Link or Doctorow write about (pardon me for being too lazy to Google various examples).

PASSAGE OF THE WEEK:
I offer two, having failed to add one last time. First, in this week's reading...
The city was a complex artery, the people were the blood that flowed icily through the artery. They were a gestalt with one another, forming a unified whole. it was a city shining in permanence, eternal in concept, flinging itself up in a formed and molded statement of exaltation; most modern of all modern structures, conceived as the pluperfect residence for the perfect people. The final end-result of all sociological blueprints aimed at Utopia.

-Harlan Ellison, "The Prowler in the City at the Edge of the World"
Typically, I offer these snippets without comment, but in this case I just have to note that it's a description as succinctly written as that by Garc&iactute;a-Márquez in the opening of "Big Mama's Funeral," even if the styles are different. What I mean to say is, that same magic is there.

The second is from last week's "Guy de Maupassant" by Isaac Babel, his most popular quote, in context:
I began to speak of style, of the army of words, of the army in which all kinds of weapons may come into play. No iron can stab the heart with such force as a period put just at the right place. She listened with her head down and her painted lips half open. In her hair, pressed smooth, divided by a parting and looking like patent leather, shone a dark gleam. Her legs in tight-fitting stockings, with their strong soft calves, were planted wide apart on the carpet.
Next week: More from DANGEROUS VISIONS with maybe one or two other things mixed in.
1
All of my electronics have now moved into the 21st century. I can backup my laptop five times over. And I can plug a total of 8 USB devices into it, including my video/mp3/FM radio player.

I don't know how I ever got by with that 128MB piece of crap player I had. This thing has been my saving grace in a crowded space with the family during Turkey Day, on bus rides with stressed out students from the Big Red School on the Hill, not to mention zoo-like grocery stores.

2
Nonfiction audiobooks...I'm now addicted.

3
There's a nearby group, apparently (I may have mentioned this before) who apparently work out at a local facility with sticks and wearing sarongs. My co-worker who works out there approached them and told them about someone who might be interested (namely me). They tried, it seemed, to put him off first, probably thinking I was someone from "Kim's Ninja School" at the mall or something. They lightened up a bit when he told them I was someone who had a bit of experience with what they were doing. Anyway, they were supposed to give my co-worker information to give me, but on the night they were going to do that, they blew him off.

Eh, screw it. I work with someone who knows this guy and who offered to put in a word for me. He's in Cortland, but that's not too, too far away.

4
This next week, I'm told, will absolutely suck at work. That's okay, though. Like I always say, that's why they call it work.

5
Steven Barnes already said it, so I don't have to...
I don’t know about Michael Richard’s actions, aside from doing something that has probably damaged his life and career. He may be an actual raving racist…but in my experience, most real racists are more careful with their speech. They believe they are walking in enemy territory, where the Jews run the media, using Blacks as footsoldiers. They don’t openly rant like that. Of course, maybe he’s just a STUPID racist. My mind is open to possibilities.
6
There is NOOOO...number 6.

7
They all laughed at me after Timothy Treadwell and they thought what happened to Steve Irwin was a mere accident. But I've said it before and I'll say it again--the animals are rising up!
Orca returns to S.D. tank after attack
By ALLISON HOFFMAN, Associated Press Writer Thu Nov 30, 6:36 PM ET

SAN DIEGO - Some days, killer whales just wake up on the wrong side of the pool. A 2 1/2-ton orca that dragged a trainer underwater during a show at SeaWorld may have been put out by a spat with another whale, grumpy because of the weather or just irritable from a stomach ache, according to marine mammal experts.
Or, maybe it's letting us know just how close the revolution is.
I only lie for the sake of consistency. Anyway...


You are the Hanged Man


Self-sacrifice, Sacrifice, Devotion, Bound.


With the Hanged man there is often a sense of fatalism, waiting for something to happen. Or a fear of loss from a situation, rather than gain.


The Hanged Man is perhaps the most fascinating card in the deck. It reflects the story of Odin who offered himself as a sacrifice in order to gain knowledge. Hanging from the world tree, wounded by a spear, given no bread or mead, he hung for nine days. On the last day, he saw on the ground runes that had fallen from the tree, understood their meaning, and, coming down, scooped them up for his own. All knowledge is to be found in these runes.


The Hanged Man, in similar fashion, is a card about suspension, not life or death. It signifies selflessness, sacrifice and prophecy. You make yourself vulnerable and in doing so, gain illumination. You see the world differently, with almost mystical insights.


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