Christmas in a household of professional Baptists has always been a time to think about the joys of giving. In my particular case this has proven to be a double-edged sword, the flip side being that it is not a time to think about “getting”. Devoting any neurons to the contemplation of what one might […]
Everything I Needed to Know About Christmas I Learned From My Grandma
Category: misc, rantThe Doomed, Glorious Rearguard Battle of Christopher Hitchens
Category: ass-hamsters, miscI am by no means a compulsive student of Christopher Hitchens. I’ve yet to read God Is Not Great: How Religion Poisons Everything, although I certainly agree with the sentiment. (I haven’t read Dawkins’ The God Delusion either; not that I wouldn’t get off on the inevitable preaching-to-the-choir reinforcement, but one tends to learn more […]
Looking for DVR advice
Category: UncategorizedI’m looking for a no-strings-attached DVR — basically the digital incarnation of a VCR, capable of accepting input from cable, composite, what-have-you and storing it on a hard drive (I don’t care whether it has a DVD burner or not, so long as I can read and copy what’s on the drive). What I’m finding, […]
Fans, Favors, Finance & Fur.
Category: misc, writing newsEvidently Starfish has sold in Russia. I know this because I’ve just received a bunch of questions from a Russian translator. You might think that I might have heard earlier — at the offer stage, perhaps, or during contract negotiations — but Tor retains the overseas rights to that title, and they tend to leave […]
Ghosts with Shit Jobs.
Category: ink on artJim Munroe could squeeze lymph out of granite. You may remember me going on a few years ago about “Infest Wisely”, a “low-fi sci-fi” movie made on a budget of about $700. It was uneven, it was coarse, it had production values two steps up from those of a backyard puppet show. But it rocked […]
Bright Eyes.
Category: Dumbspeech, fibletIt was a window in the crudest possible sense: a solid pane of transparent alloy, set into the rear bulkhead. You couldn’t zoom it or resize it or lay a tactical false-color overlay across its surface. You couldn’t even turn it off, unless someone on the other side brought down the blast shield. It was […]
Cops, Control, and KoolAid: some thoughts on Madeline Ashby’s “Loss Prevention”
Category: misc, SquidgateMadeline Ashby and I have a history. We’ve known each other for years, attended the same writing workshop, stood by each other in times of personal distress. We bonded over that time, not least over the fact that each of us has experienced misfortune at the hands of border officials: Madeline, a US citizen, at […]
Maybe Bart Simpson was Wrong
Category: UncategorizedMaybe you should have a cow. Or at least, maybe someone else should have one at your expense. Today marks a departure for the ‘crawl: its very first Guest Blogger. You should check out what he has to say; it might just help delay that inevitable moment when the angry underclass rise up to kill […]
You guys have a blast, though…
Category: On the Road, public interfaceSo, the second iteration of SFContario is underway just down the street. A few people asked if I was attending this year. Then they asked why not. It’s a good question. The con is local. A lot of my friends are going. If the inaugural edition is anything to go by, the panels will be […]
Falkon.
Category: On the Road, public interfaceSo. Poland again. Only this time, leaving the Warsaw Arrivals lounge I turned east instead of west to find myself confronted with two guys holding up a sign that reads Giant Squid. Already I like the place. They put me in — well, a monastery, maybe. At least it’s attached to a church of some […]