August 18th, 2013


[links] Link salad knows there is water underground

The Choosatron: Interactive Fiction Arcade Machine — Wow, this is weirdly cool. (Via [info]garyomaha.)

A New Chapter in the Immortal Life of Henrietta LacksNIH finally invites her family to discuss the use of her extraordinary cells.

Researchers invent a new approach to assembling big structures out of LEGO-like blocks

Methane Ice Worms: Hesiocaeca methanicola Colonizing Fossil Fuel Reserves — Methane ice worms? That's some pretty alien life right there, here on Earth. (Via Daily Idioms, Annotated.)

New Hot Zones now cover 5% of Earth; Only Fix is Halting CO2 — Nothing to see here, citizen. Move along. Just liberal lies masquerading as "facts" and "data", as most liberal lies do.

Victor Hugo’s theory for why the rich resent the poor — Thus presaging the modern Republican party with frightening accuracy.

Oregon's GOP Chair Wants to Sprinkle Nuclear Waste From Airplanes — Because… I don't know. Every time I think I've seen the depths of conservative lunacy, something new, weirder and even more stupid comes along. In my adoptive home state, no less… (Snurched from [info]james_nicoll.)

QotD?: What happens once in a lifetime?

Writing time yesterday: 0.0 hours (chemo brain)
Hours slept: 7.5 hours (solid)
Body movement: 0.5 hours (stationary bike)
Weight: 246.0
Number of FEMA troops on my block forcing conservatives to enroll in Obamacare: 0
Currently reading: Real Happiness: The Power of Meditation: A 28-Day Program by Sharon Salzberg


[dreams] Inching closer to death, except the inches are going by faster and faster

I have been dreaming more of loss of friends and my shrinking life. Ah, cancer.

Two nights ago, it was a long, involved narrative about [info]danjite selling all his stuff and driving away in an old Dodge Charger, never to be seen again.

Last night in my dream I was out of work, and trying to get a new job. This involved speculative selling of a custom print solution for office documentation and Advo flyers. (Trust me, that actually means something in real life.) I wound up at a small party with a new author, possibly Max Gladstone. In my dream, he'd just signed with Night Shade. (Though in real life, Max is a Tor author.) As part of Max's contract payment, Jeremy Lassen had given him a bottle of some liquor. The bottle had been cast (or carved) into a very accurate sculpture of a man's athletic shoe, about a size 30. The neck of the bottle was the opening at the top of the shoe, and the cap was a quarter scale lifelike rendering of the head of Lee Arenberg in his makeup as Pintel in Pirates of the Caribbeanimdb ].

Ok, brain. What? I mean, I understand the feeling of being eclipsed by other writers as I slide slowly and all-too-silently toward death. (I haven't written a word of fiction since June, and quite possibly never will again.) I can handle the symbolism of being out of work and celebrating/being envious of others' publishing contracts. But Lee Arenberg? Shoe liquor? What?

Sometimes I baffle myself.


[travel] The New Zealand trip: our routes there and back again

This is the beginning of a series of recap posts from our recent trip to New Zealand. Most of the posts will be photo heavy, or even exclusively photographs, but I thought it would be fun to start with some maps.

First, we flew to New Zealand. This was a lot more complicated than planned, and involved an accidental trip to Australia. I'll post a full account of that process later on, but for now, have a map.


Then we drove around New Zealand on a road trip organized by [info]khaybee. Note, the map is humongous.

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Then we flew home again. That went much better, other than my nasty cold.


So much to tell, so many pictures to show. I'll be blogging this over the next few weeks, along with lots and lots of photos.

Images taken from Google Maps and hand-modified.