Science fiction is sometimes referred to "speculative fiction," and while the name hasn't stuck as well, it's more accurate. I believe science fiction/speculative fiction is supposed to be the narrative of ideas. It's a story with a conceit (or two) that leads us into a sort of intellectual exercise -- a dramatic game of "what if...?" Usually ( Read more... )

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I feel a little odd writing this particular post, because I don't know how often (or if ever) my parents google me or read this, and of all the sacrilegious and uncouth things I've said on here, I've never bashed a movie my mother recommended before. Maybe "bash" is an awfully strong word for it. Oh, hell, maybe it's exactly the right word for it ( Read more... )

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The archaeological status goes like this:

I booted up three of the four PC desktop towers I have owned over the years -- Barcalounger, Gomez, and Chavez. I do not know what happened to Darth Vader. All three booted, which itself was a surprise (sketchy going there for a bit with Chavez). Even Barcalounger, covered in CD labels for the ( Read more... )

I'm still doing what I can to not think. I went and saw Sunshine with Jeff, combining company with the most visceral movie I could find, to fill the empty space before work today. After work I went to the studio, and since homework and writing both involved thought, and thought involved thinking, and thinking was the enemy, I sat through a Mel ( Read more... )