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Be a Pirate today, The Law is coming Tomorrow! (via Lysha)

has B.o. Swamp mist, eyes water –Why is that monk still wearingWinter robes in June? ah, soB A yellow snake eatsThe robin’s lone precious egg –You motherfucker – by Francis Heaney (via Jenn)

There’s a site that’s been set up by some writers in the SF/F field called “Dark Cabal.” (their tagline? “Vote for Stories. Not for Friends.) Over there, they have the ability to bitch about the state of SF/F, awards, and the shortcomings of certain books, a bit like I do here. The difference is, they

Last fall I wrote about Mukhtaran Bibi, a woman who was sentenced by a tribal council in Pakistan to be gang-raped because of an infraction supposedly committed by her brother. Four men raped Ms. Mukhtaran, then village leaders forced her to walk home nearly naked in front of a jeering crowd of 300. Ms. Mukhtaran

Yea, I’d read the Card article on fat earlier, and I couldn’t figure out what was bothering me so much about it, because, of course, I mostly agreed (bah!). But luckily, Alas caught Card’s bizarre lack of self-reflection: You think fat people don’t know how they’re despised? You think they don’t want to be different?

Had a couple of guys come by to view our apartment yesterday. As I showed one of them the living room I said, “If you’ve got fewer books that we do, there’s actually a lot more room in here.” He laughed and said, “Oh, I’ve got more books than you do.” Then he walked into

The last two workdays I’ve gone to go out on my daily powerwalk, the heavens have opened up and dump rained – *after* I’ve already gotten into my walking clothes. Damn weather.

The thermostat here in the house says 80 degrees. That’s with the aid of a box air conditioner and a room fan. Yet when I walked in from outside, it felt like a 69 degree oasis. Afterall, it’s closer to 98 degrees outside… I’ve never been good with hot weather. Fuck knows how I survived

Ahhhh Whiskey and Writing night. Welcome to Friday. Got a bunch of deadlines to hit tonight, some Bad Guy character sketches to do. Finally figured out what exactly it is Nyx was hiding in that womb. Now we’ve got an assignation, betrayal, firefight, and Queen Nasyaan. I love what I do.

Oh yea.