August 25th, 2010

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[links] Link salad has one foot on the platform, the other on the train

My semiautobiographical novelette, "Dream of the Arrow", is up at Subterranean — A difficult story about my high school experiences, somewhat fictionalized. One of my regular readers here on LJ is a friend from those days, and is actually a character in this.

Editorial Evaluations, Moms and Pedatic Purple Proseshadowhelm on critique. (Via lt260.)

MolybdomancyArt haruspication guru James Gurney with a new one on me.

A Search Service that Can Peer into the FutureA Yahoo Research tool mines news archives for meaning--illuminating past, present, and even future events.

Space is the final frontier for evolution, study claimsCharles Darwin may have been wrong when he argued that competition was the major driving force of evolution. Oooh! Oooh! Somebody call the Discovery Institute!

Dattoos: Body Art Melds DNA, Computing — Very, very strange. (Via e_bourne.)

How Fox Betrayed Petraeus — A detailed take on GOP shenanigans in the faked-up Park51 controversy, a/k/a "Ground Zero Mosque". (Via shsilver.)

?otD: Was your mother a tailor? Did she sew your new blue jeans?




8/25/2010
Writing time yesterday: 1.0 hours (Kalimpura outline)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 6.5 (solid)
This morning's weigh-in: 244.2
Yesterday's chemo stress index: 3/10 (fatigue, peripheral neuropathy)
Currently (re)reading: Pretender by C.J. Cherryh

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[travel] Off today to the antipodes, forward all my mail to the South Seas

This afternoon calendula_witch and I are off to New Zealand. Portland to Los Angeles to Sydney to Wellington, a ridiculous amount of flight hours and transit time. Longest flight I've ever taken before is San Francisco to Hong Kong. The LA-Sydney hop on this flight will be even mightier. Thank Ghu for business class seats. danjite and khaybee will meet us at the other end, pour us into their state limo, and see us to their home. Next week we'll all four pop over to Melbourne.

Expect unknown amounts of blogging at unknown times. I will probably take a metric frak-ton of photos, of course, on account of because that's what I do in furrin parts. Of course, those crazy Kiwis don't know that they're the furriners.

I won't be answering my phone much, but I will keep an eyeball on email. Write if you need me.

calendula_witch and I are back on Thursday, September 9th. Surgery festivities the following week, in which I expect to be in the hospital from September 16th to September 20th. (I didn't really need my liver anyway, did I?) It is my plan to spend as little as possible of the next two weeks thinking about that.

And, oddly, one thing I'm really looking forward to is the night sky. It will be like going to a different planet.

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[personal] Random dream notes of late

  • With calendula_witch in my Dad's Camry, driving completely offroad through a very hilly park. She's behind the wheel, and making some terrifying choices. After speeding through a terribly steep meadow and nearly crashing through the woods into a river, we wind up spending the night at a ranger station. The next morning as I am talking to the rangers one of them picks up a pendant I have dropped. The pendant belongs to Will Smith. I was carrying it in secret. I panic at its loss.


  • I'm in Chicago. I'm walking around downtown during the business day. Lake Michigan keeps sending tendrils of dirty-green water after me. This causes localized flooding. Somehow I escape the littoral assault. I wind up in a Hyatt/Marriott/Hilton type hotel room. On the television there is a movie, made in a very grainy, art Super 8 style, recapping my day's adventures. The part of me is being played by one of those 1970's Fisher-Price people toys which is essentially a short wooden dowel topped with a round plastic head. In the film my body is dark blue, and I sport a dashing mustachio and a little plastic ascot. Again, the fingers of the lake do not get me.


Anxiety much? And people ask where I get my ideas from...

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[travel] Coming into Los Angeles...

Just passing through LAX. calendula_witch and I are in the Star Alliance business class lounge right now. Free food! Free booze! Flight from Portland was notable for the passenger immediately behind me being arrested when we landed and made the gate. Apparently I missed all the drunk and disorderly fun when I was in the bathroom. He did spend quite a bit of time tapping his foot against the base of my seat, but that isn't actually an indictable offense.

Off on the Big Hop in a couple of hours. Boy howdy am I exhausted. I do have my Au Contraire schedule now, but I'm too wiped to post it at the moment. I will be the auctioneer Saturday, so if you want to see live, raw feed Jay Lake, come on by. (Assuming you're in Wellington that day.)

For now, rest easy. That's what I'm going to try to do.