July 23rd, 2013


[links] Link salad wakes up at home, wonders how it got there

Sneak Peek: Love in the Time of Metal and Flesh — I have a single-title novella which will be released at Worldcon next month. This one's a weird one, even by my admittedly loose standards.

Metastasis Cover & Table of Contents — My short story "The Cancer Catechism" will be reprinted.

First Person: My Lunch With Hemingway

Dolphins 'call each other by name' Scientists have found further evidence that dolphins call each other by "name". This seems huge to me. Or maybe not.

Mind the gap! Commuters in Japan push 30,000kg train carriage off trapped womanShe escaped serious injury and train left station just eight minutes after the incident. Wow. People are amazing.

“Hockey stick graph” climate researcher’s defamation suit to go forwardJudge rules against attempts by conservative groups to have it thrown out.

The American cloudThe cosy coastal world of pretend farmers’ markets bears no resemblance to the actual back end of America. (Via Daily Idioms, Annotated.)

Dear Royal Baby: We Americans apologize for our Revolution; please be our Absolute Monarch — Hahaha. Ah, politics.

Monarchy versus the Panopticon — Charlie Stross on the royal baby.

Texas’ new law bans biblical abortionsLook, either you believe the Bible or you don’t. Either you submit to the authority of the inerrant Word of God or you don’t.

QotD?: What did you have for breakfast?

Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (chemo brain)
Hours slept: 7.25 hours (solid)
Body movement: 0.5 hours stationary bike
Weight: n/a (forgot)
Number of FEMA troops on my block conducting Department of Justice investigations of white patriots: 0
Currently reading: Real Happiness: The Power of Meditation: A 28-Day Program by Sharon Salzberg; Leviathan Wakes by James S.A. Corey


[photos] Your Tuesday moment of zen

Your Tuesday moment of zen.


Archery judges conferring at Naadam (sort of the Superbowl, Mardi Gras and Fourth of July rolled into one national event), Outer Mongolia. Note the traditional horsetail banners on the blue stage. Photo © 1992, 2013, Joseph E. Lake, Jr.

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[cancer|personal] Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so close at hand

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so close at hand because they were. I woke up early and short-slept, thanks to delayed flights and missed connections coming home from Comic-Con. We went in for a morning of medical tests. The imaging is stressful enough for me in ordinary times, but given the horrors we're frankly expecting to find right now, it's far worse. (No information yet, as of this blogging moment.) Came home to a fair amount of chaos post-travel, and pretty much everyone around me strung out with stress and behaving accordingly.

It all ended well enough, and no harm done, but damn that was a hard day. Now I'm in the mental and emotional free fall between the tests themselves and learning the results. Which I will know by tomorrow, possibly sooner.

Meanwhile very busy today with another medical appointment (this one trivial), social connections with two different friends, and another basement party late this afternoon. Not to mention which the house is a vile mess and I'm a week behind on my mail.

Ah, life.