July 27th, 2010


[links] Link salad knows there is a crack in everything

Steve Fahnestalk reviews the latest issue of Black Gate at Tangent Online

Time Travel: Ways Around ParadoxCentauri Dreams with more on quantum time travel and avoiding the Grandfather Paradox.

The Fermi Paradox, Phase Changes and Intergalactic ColonisationA new model shows how the spread of ET civilisations can undergo phase changes, providing a deeper insights into the Fermi Paradox. As is so often the case, "intergalactic" is misused in this headline. This is an otherwise interesting piece.

The Dornier Do X — One of my favorite aircraft, ever.

Who Cooked the Planet? — Paul Krugman on why climate change response is dead in the water.

Libertarians and Conservatives — Conservative commentator Daniel Larison on political intersections and, among other things, the sad triumph of "God-and-country populism".

?otD: How does the light get in?

Writing time yesterday: 4.0 hours (revisions, WRPA)
Body movement: 40 minute suburban walk
Hours slept: 7.5 (interrupted)
This morning's weigh-in: n/a
Yesterday's chemo stress index: 3/10 (fatigue, peripheral neuropathy)
Currently (re)reading: Heretics of Dune by Frank Herbert


[cancer] The feet, the future

Yesterday's travel was interesting. First time I'd been on a plane since visiting calendula_witch in California last December, prior to starting chemo. The air in the aircraft cabin is so cold that my hands were in pain. Otherwise I handled the trip pretty well, though I did get asked several times why I was wearing a hat and gloves in July.

Went for a walk here in Omaha this morning. Managed 40 minutes, or about 2 miles at my current reduced pace. Saw a rabbit and some fireflies, heard the nighthawks peeping, and several other birds I could not identify. By the time I got back to my hotel room, my feet were practically on fire with tingling. The magic of peripheral neuropathy.

I do not expect to be especially productive in writing the next few days. Simply too much going on here, with all-day meetings at Day Jobbe and after-hours events these next three days. I plan to get at least an hour a day in, but we'll see. Back on the horse this coming Friday. Endurance is on target, as are the bits and pieces of other projects I still have to deal with.

Spent some time talking with my friend the night clerk here this morning. As I said to him (and have said to others recently), I don't really mind the apparent resurgence of cancer. I think I've come to identify myself as a person-with-cancer, and this will be who I am from now on, even in periods of medical quietude. I'm not too torqued about the probability of more surgery. Surgery is a single event from which one recovers, and this will likely be a less disruptive surgery than the last two. But to lose another six or eight months of my life to chemo... Ah, me. Such a hideous and terrible proposition.

I'm doing a pretty good job of staying positive, but sometimes it just rolls over me.