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When I was in Denver last week (flying out there again tomorrow night), I tore an article out of my complimentary hotel USA Today – you know you’re a freakshow blogger when you do something like this. Apparently: Lives were threatened and Americans treated like “guinea pigs” because Eli Lilly & Co. officials lied 15 […]

Million Dollar Baby’s taking home a bunch of awards. Makes me wonder, if Swank didn’t turn into a dependent vegetable at the end, would the movie have made such a splash? You know, I’m thinking… not.

Amanda’s got some really thought-provoking stuff up about how the uproar about public schools and what’s being taught in them (history, sex ed, creationism) could act as a long-term dismantling of the public school system: making mucho bucks for the privateers. Check it out. And yea, I’m still irritated with the hullabaloo about the Tsunami.

Beer is good. There should be more of it in the world.

I’m sending the Beast back to Asimov’s. There’s been an editor change since then. Screw it. It’s a good fucking story.

A couple of my fellow Clarion compatriots (class of 00, shit, has it been five years?) are up for nomination this year for the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer in spec. fic. (this is a bit of a big deal in science fiction circles), Amy Sisson and my buddy Greg Beatty (who’s

I was watching the extended edition of Return of the King last night, and Jenn popped in and we got into a discussion about what a great job Jackson & co. did sticking to the original heart of the story while boosting the believability and interest of the female characters, and ditching some of the

Had my Saturday pilates class followed by my boxing class, neither of which I’ve been to in almost a month, due to holiday closures, and my own holiday and work travel. This morning’s aches are in (surprise) the delts, dorsal muscles, and triceps. Because I’m jogging with something like regularity now, the jump roping was

If I ever go to jail, I hope it’s for something like this.