I fear that my awesome kidlit-expert buddies' drunken snarling about Harry Potter is probably the only backlash I'm gonna see about all of this strangeness, I say, as I gesture around myself. (Other than griefers, but let us not count them ( Read more... )

Is it one of y'all who has my old copy of "Mastering Algorithms with Perl"?

This is the Youtube thing I was talking about. It is not the related-videos postroll that they've been doing for years, and which at least three people seem to think I was referring to ( Read more... )

Suddenly I find myself a defender of modern literary theory by making two article edits and one talk-page edit on Wikipedia's Fahrenheit 451 article over the last couple of days. Weenies wander in occasionally and change it to state that the novel's about TV, not censorship, because of a very recent interview where Bradbury said as much, and ( Read more... )

I am listening to an audio version of James Patrick Kelly's Burn. It's a really nice story so far, and I'll go ahead and make a premature recommend if you wish to risk it turning emabrrassingly horrible halfway through. I don't think it will, though; I've also enjoyed the other Kelly I've read, and trust him ( Read more... )

After aspartaimee started repeatedly complaining about my Herr Doktor Rotwang userpic, a Rotwang-hating movement geared up within my flist. I've retired him as my default icon; you get to look at ol' Ambrose until I can think of something better ( Read more... )

I finished Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and enjoyed it a great deal, probably the most of all the books in the series so far. (Yes, I've been having a good run of books and movies lately. I do dislike things sometimes, honest ( Read more... )

Today was a stomachache day so I didn't do much. Though it was axe-in-the-gut bad at its apex, I note that it was my first in over three weeks (I've been keeping a log ever since my zomg it must be cancer dealie in December), and the ache faded before bedtime. After an entire afternoon of reading and napping on the couch (I also got up unusually ( Read more... )

I had just invoked Vonnegut in conversation tonight, too.

He was to me what Tolkien was to many of my friends. When I was in high school and my head needed rearranging, Breakfast of Champions was there to help.

colorwheel notes that some publicity stills of The Golden Compass are available. Either they are rushing to public with them, before letting their FX people drop some daemons into the shots, or the film treatment is mangling how the daemons are supposed to work. ("You can only see them when they want to be seen" or some shit.) Look here I'm already being a ( Read more... )