September 13th, 2008


[travel] Hanging round the Bay

Walked 65 minutes this morning. Up Market Street instead of through the Tenderloin, for those of you worried about my personal safety. Other than a scruffy urban outdoorsman having a vicious argument with his blanket, it was pretty calm.

Doing a tour de bookstore today at various spots around the area. Dropping in to sign stock, visit with booksellers and generally be visible. calendula_witch has very kindly offered to drive me. I think I’m hitting Writers With Drinks tonight, then home on the silver bird tomorrow morning.

Y’all play nice while I’m busy.

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[links] Link salad, Saturday crouton

Biologists on the Verge of Creating New Form of Life — Cool stuff.

Tracing Our Interstellar RelativesCentauri Dreams on possible interstellar origins of life.

Nanonets Snare Energy &mdash: A new material could cheaply convert sunlight into hydrogen — The headline is slightly misleading, but the story is a very cool bit of real life nanotech/materials science.

Freakonomics on the future of sex

Time in saddle: n/a (65 minute urban walk this morning)
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: n/a
Currently reading: Special Topics in Calamity Physics by Marisha Pessl

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[personal] San Francisco doings

Catching up here. Last night’s dinner at Buca di Beppo was a lot of fun. In attendance were yours truly, along with dinogrl, dave-gallaher, swan_tower, kurayami_hime, zellandyne, jorhett, calendula_witch, witch_husband, and zhaneel69. A portion of the party went off to jorhett’s house after for more wine, but I was too pooped and so cadged a ride back to the hotel from zhaneel69. Today calendula_witch was kind enough to toot me around to several Bay Area bookstores in her li’l red convertible, plus a very nice Chinese lunch in Berkeley. I’m at my San Francisco pied a terre now, down in the Balboa Park area, and am scheduled to go out to Writers With Drinks later.

Tomorrow, I fly home and commence the writing of Tourbillon, more or less at the same time.

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