May 6th, 2011


[links] Link salad wakes up on Hawaii time

Losing SupermanIf the Man of Steel renounces his U.S. citizenship, he'll gain new arch-enemies.

The Sportsmen: 1905 — Another Shorpy image. But since when do people go deer-hunting with a canoe?

Abbott's Abode — The curious history of the place name Abbottabad.

Black Privilege — Ta-Nehisi Coates with some interesting points on race and privilege.

Climate Change Wilts Farming Yields — Rush Limbaugh needs to explain to those farmers how their weather and crops are being manipulated by a liberal conspiracy.

How to make sure your daughter grows up to marry Russell Brand — Slacktivist Fred Clark on Evangelical parenting.

We're Not at War with Islam, But Let's Do Everything We Can to Make it Look Like We Are — Deeply Christian stupidity in the bin Laden operation. Sigh.

Conservative 'logic' — Must be a tea partier.

Historically Hilarious Quote of the Day — George W. Bush on the deficit in 2001. So, how did those tax cuts work out, anyway?

Minnesota GOP leader apologizes to Neil Gaiman — More conservative bullying. Playground language from a GOP leader. Classy. Remember kids, character counts! I'm pretty sure someone somewhere said that once about some politician.

?otD: What is with all the feral chickens here?

Writing time yesterday: 2.0 hours (galleys of Endurance, some resulting minor revisions to Kalimpura)
Body movement: 60 minute beachfront walk
Hours slept: 6.5 hours (solid)
Weight: n/a
Currently reading: Sasha 124 by Alex Tillson


[books] Sometimes it's just fun to be a writer

On our way out of Portland yesterday, [info]the_child and I stopped at the airport Powell's, as I am wont to do when I have time and they are open. (Doesn't work out when I'm taking those 6 am flights.) Powell's actually has three outlets in PDX, we were in the concourse D store.

I was extremely pleased to see the Green trade paperback positioned nicely on the front display table with a swell shelf-talker.

The shelf talker its own self

Also as is my wont, I checked with the booksellers about signing stock. A reasonable amount of excitement ensued. Booksellers Tony and Dianah were quite enthusiastic about me being in the store, and fetched stock from the other locations, plus Tony's personal copy of the Green hardback for me to autograph.

Photo courtesy of a passing book patron

Happy people selling good books, some of which are mine. It doesn't get much better than that. Times like this, when I am being welcomed by booksellers and readers, really are part of why it's so much fun to be a writer.

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[travel] Kauai, day one

Yesterday's trip was largely uneventful, other than the happy stuff at the PDX airport Powell's and the grumpy stuff getting Hawaiian Airlines to actually, you know, assign us seats on our Honolulu-Kauai flight. The airport in Lihue was pleasant, we got our rental car and promptly got rather lost looking for a supermarket to pick up a few snacks, etc. Oh, and there were feral chickens everywhere.

Trying to find the supermarket, we passed an abandoned industrial site of some sort. A mill, maybe. Being tourists on Kauai for the first time, naturally [info]the_child and I went back there to shoot a few photos.


Once we'd gotten that out of our systems, we drove on down to Popui, where our hotel is. There were feral chickens everywhere.


A gorgeous road.

We got lost again in Popui, but eventually found our hotel and checked in. After sorting ourselves out, we walked around the pool and the beach front, encountering a Hawaiian monk seal. There were feral chickens everywhere.


After that we flopped our jet-lagged selves out a bit, caught some dinner and made an early night of it.

This morning I went walking at 4 am (Hawaii time). I got safety checked by a very friendly police officer, saw some people harvesting I don't know what in the tide pools by flashlight, watched the night sky over the surf show me fourth- and fifth-magnitude stars, and listened to the roosters crow. There were feral chickens everywhere.

On the balcony now with the birds singing up the sun. [info]the_child has a surfing lesson in a couple of hours. Then we're off for a dinner cruise along the west coast of the island this afternoon. I suspect chicken will be on the menu.

Have I mentioned the feral chickens everywhere?

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