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I look forward to writing a science fiction short one day where everyone lives off squid and uses them for everyday chores. I don’t need to bother, of course, cause I’ve finally gotten through Vandermeer’s King Squid. I set myself the task of finishing up Vandermeer’s City of Saints and Madmen, which I’d gotten halfway […]

More fear-mongering here. Your wireless network could be in danger!!!! EVIL THINGS WILL HAPPEN! Spammers could sit outside your house and… and… SEND SPAM. Oh, please. Wardrivers are primarily just geeky guys who go around using other people’s internet connections, for fun, and marking out for other people where they can get a handy connection

Working on Over Burning Cities this morning, creating files for all of the outlined chapters that are yet to be done, so I can get a sense of pacing. I’ve got them looking like this: Chapter 10 (RB).doc; Chapter 11 (Roh).doc; Chapter 12 (L).doc — The letters in parentheses tell me which POV character that

OK, I hate Condi Rice’s foreign policy. I think she’s a big bully. But you gotta give the woman props. I do agree with the critique of the choice: Bush is getting everybody in top positions who agrees with his politics (yes. This is a Bad Thing. Surrounding yourself with a bunch of people who

Check out the oh-so-cool Worth1000’s “If Pirates Ruled” photoshop contest. It made me quite happy. I’m especially partial to Barney the Pirate and Cap’n Jack reading Oprah Magazine. Frickin’ classic. Richard A. Muller has some thoughts on The Physics of Gluttony and you may be interested in these Little Known Facts About US Presidents. Ha.

So, my roomie is dating again, which makes her very happy, and so – as I have a great deal of affection for her – is very good. Unfortunatley, it also means that my happy illusion of Domestic Bliss has crumbled. I have been in a Deep State of Mourning since Thursday, which is painful

The NY Times has an article about two shows hitting Broadway that deal directly with body perception, desire, and yes, fat. Eve Ensler of The Vagina Monologues fame is doing a one-woman show that examines her hatred for and later, her acceptance of, her “imperfect” stomach – imperfect because it’s not flat as an adolescent’s.

Writing & other misc. angst today. See you Monday.

It’s fucked-up that he had to die for it. If you haven’t seen Van Gogh’s short film yet, check it out. It’s not *quite* work safe – there’s some suggestive imagery, and I think you may be able to see some nipples through the black mesh. In any case, I just minimized the screen when

Jenn has coyly suggested that I start all of the fantasy saga titles with prepositions: To the Wall Over Burning Cities Below the [ominous words] Aboard [some kind of vehicle] Through [a kind of landscape or country] With, upon, amid… Near the End… I think “Near the End” is the most appropriate. My fall-back on