December 29th, 2011


[links] Link salad lazes

History of Science FictionAnd here's one for sci-fi geeks: Artist Ward Shelley's hand-drawn flowchart tracks the literary genre's 2,500-year legacy, from nascent roots in mythology to the post-Star Wars space operas of today. I object to characterizing space opera as somehow a post-Star Wars phenomenon, but that's a headline writer problem. The chart is weirdly cool. (Via Curiosity Counts.)

The Law of Online SharingFacebook's Mark Zuckerberg will eventually have to deal with the fact that all growth has limits.

Hashtags' mission creepLanguage Log with more than you ever wanted to know about #hashtags.

Disruptions: Norelco on Takeoff? Fine. Kindle? No. — You can shave during takeoff and landing?

Lie of the Jungle: The Truth About Cheeta the Chimpanzee — The truth about Cheeta? Also, an interesting story about publishing. (Via [info]danjite.)

Smokin' hot island rises up from depths of the Red Sea — How, um, Mosaic.

All Four Oregon Wolf Packs Are Making Babies — The politics of this are rough, as rural conservatives out here hate wolves almost as much as they hate liberals, and for no better reason, but it's good to see them growing.

Christian Priests Brawl at Jesus’ BirthplaceI think the spiritual life has great value, but when you get to the point in your religious attachments where you are beating people up over your claims to an old building, you’re no longer talking about spirituality, and a sane secularism would be far preferable. Um, good God yes.

Bachmann's Iowa chairman quits, endorses Paul — Oops.

“Every barrel of oil that comes out of those sands in Canada is a barrel of oil that we don’t have to buy from a foreign source,” Mr. Perry said — Um. Canada, she is not foreign? And conservatives wonder why the rest of us think you guys have lost your minds.

?otd: Ever drive a Ferrari?

Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (chemo fatigue)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 10.0 (solid)
Weight: 206.4
Currently (re)reading: The White Dragon by Anne McCaffrey


[personal] A grand day out

Yesterday I did stuff like a normal person. [info]mlerules took me out to have lunch with [info]kenscholes at the Hotcake House. Then we ran errands. Then we came back to the house and collected [info]the_child and ran more errands, including buying her basketball shoes for her new season and scoring a long-desired copy of the region 1 DVD of Going Postalimdb ] for me. Then we had a nice dinner at Apizza Scholls, wherein I ate more or less like a grown-up, then we went and toured the Christmas lights at Peacock Lane, then we came back to Nuevo Rancho Lake and watched the first half of Going Postal, whereupon I fell asleep as late as I've gone to bed in months. (Which is to say, about 8:30.)

It was kind of like being a real boy.

Today I recover from yesterday's breakneck excitement, have lunch with a friend, and watch the second half of the movie. Mostly this involves sitting around in the Big Chair, but that's okay. Screw chemo, eh?