I've been asked by a couple of people what I think about the death of Diana Wynne Jones. The funny thing is, the last time I wrote about her, I was in a snit because I thought she was rubbish on race. I still do think she's rubbish on race. But, then, I say this a lot - I only get angry with people who are worth it. The reason I was personally ( Read more... )

My con law prof, this morning: "You're contradicting yourself. Yesterday I asked you if you thought McKinnon's Indiana anti-pornography ordinance would be upheld by the Supreme Court. You said no. Have you changed your mind?"

"No," I said, "today you asked if I thought the ordinance was constitutional"You're a cynic, Ms. [my last name]," he said, ( Read more... )

Despite the fact this story crystallised during a discussion of
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Various fannish things:

-one of the requests that washed up in this year's New Year's Resolutions is a Diana Wynne Jones request for Deep Secret which is pretty much exactly the story my brain wants to write. So, er, yay, one person will read it? Also, I wasn't sure what the hell I was doing with it, but then I was hanging out with fangirls and
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This post is about three entirely unconnected things, but who needs cohesion, certainly not me.

Firstly, gamesiplay gave me five of my icons to talk about!

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You know, there are times, such as when you've trudged half an hour over half a mile through ankle deep icy sludge along unlit streets, that you just have to stand for five minutes under the first streetlight when it comes and evaluate your life choices. And then when you find out that after all that, no, the buses aren't running (the Siren: "Don't ( Read more... )