February 5th, 2011


[links] Link salad has a very busy Saturday

Hidden pornographic poems explain 'bestseller' success of C18 poetical volumes — Dang, that's what I'm doing wrong. (Via io9.com.)

How to build a still-beating heart — (Thanks to danjite.)

A software orrery — (Thanks to sheelangig.)

Pope can no longer donate organs: VaticanVatican officials say that after a pope dies, his body belongs to the entire Church and must be buried intact. Furthermore, if papal organs were donated, they would become relics in other bodies if he were eventually made a saint. Um, oooookaaaaay. And just as I finally learned something I could respect about this pope.

Attention Fox Nation: There Is More Than One Version Of The Bible — Our friends at FOX accuse Obama of misquoting the Bible by citing King James. Obama was quoting from the New International Version, while Fox Nation was pointing to the King James Version to "debunk" him. This would be funny if it weren't so pathetic. Most likely, they won't bother to correct their story, and their goal will be accomplished: the readers that trust them will remember the time Obama "misquoted" the Bible, some more people will question the authenticity of Obama's faith, and the smear machine will move on. Ah, the infallible truth of God's word. Morons.

And bonus! The New International Version is published by a division of News Corp, that owns FOX

Freshman GOPer Didn't Know Government Paid For Her Health Benefits — Mmm, the Tea Party nation: for all your intelligently designed policy needs. Confidential to conservative America: Really, really, really, I swear, no matter how much you cherish it in yourself and in your political leaders, ignorance is not a fucking virtue.

?otD: Whither Saturday?

Writing time yesterday: 2.0 hours (3,300 new words on Sunspin book one)
Body movement: 30 minutes on stationary bike
Hours slept: 8.0 hours (solid)
Weight: 251.8
Currently reading: One of Our Thursdays Is Missing by Jasper Fforde


[personal] Bits and pieces

I dreamt last night of waterspouts. An old nightmare, one I haven't revisited in years. These looked like a cross between waterspouts and low-yield nuclear blasts. I was in Hastings, in the UK, with calendula_witch trying desperately to locate something or another which we couldn't find, and kept stopping to photograph the monster weather menacing the town.

Parent meeting today at the_child's school wherein the forthcoming classroom topic of reproductive anatomy was reviewed with us. This was a fairly amusing set of discussions, from my perspective, but for the most part I was the only one in the room laughing. I am either a cad, or notably unrepressed.

At lunch yesterday, I was explaining some of my narrative strategy behind Sunspin to my dining partner, a dear friend and delightful human being who happens to also be an author and thus is interested in such things. I was using the provided crayons to draw plot arcs on the butcher paper covering the table when it suddenly occurred to me that some of the techniques I'm experimenting with in writing Sunspin are in fact preparatory to what I'll need to do for Original Destiny, Manifest Sin. Fred has apparently decided to use a half million+ word space opera as a dry run for a fantastic alternate history of the American West. Go me!

Hitting a party tonight, out and about in the morning, then tomorrow afternoon: momos! Go cook something good this weekend.