February 16th, 2008


[links] Link salad for a Saturday

First Americans Endured 20,000-Year Layover

Back to the future: Morgan builds the hydrogen powered car of the 1930s

SF Site with some kind words about "The American Dead" — A review of The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror #18.

Blogger Rejected Weber on why she writes — A rather nice riff on the Iain Banks article plus a recent comment of mine.

Someone else's RadCon Day One report — "It was great fun when a clone army of Jay Lakes sneaked from behind the curtains to wreak havoc. Hilarity, and a heroic laser gun toting Ken Scholes ensued, and the world was safe for another day from the Jay Lake Clone Army." And you people wonder why I hang out here.

Shorpy with a brilliant photo of giraffes — Yes, really.

Time in saddle: 0 minutes — day off to due to heavy con schedule
Last night's weigh-out: 275.2
This morning's weigh-in: 273.3
Not with me at RadCon Currently reading: The Alphabet Versus the Goddess: The Conflict Between Word and Image, by Leonard Shlain Powell's | Amazon ]

[conventions] RadCon Day One

Yesterday was excellent. lasirenadolce and I were up early. We hit the health club, then breakfast, then a tour of the Hanford site, along with Gerry Nordley and his lovely wife Gayle Weiner, davidlevine and Lizzy Shannon.

A very nice gentleman took us out to a visitor's center at a test tank (more about all of this later), where we saw a remotely operated origami bulldozer. (No kidding.) Intensely cool, and I even got some video.

We also hit some of the historical sites, saw a big hole full of decommissioned US Navy nuclear reactors as well as the reactor tug, the laser range finding black hole detector site, etc. Pictures later.

Afternoon and evening brought the usual round of paneling: "So This is Your First RadCon", "Genres", and a panel on pirate booty late in the evening. Opening ceremonies intervened, which in significant part consisted of me and Bob Brown trying to outdo each other. I was confronted by an army of Jay Lake clones. Bob got to listen to the entire house singing "This Bob is Your Bob" with lusty abandon while I presented him with a deeply outsized trophy. (I also gave him the first copy of Escapement Amazon ].) After that, we did Who's Line Is it, Anyway.

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