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Intro: I’m watching Game of Thrones for the first time. I don’t know anything about it more recent than this episode.

Winterfell: In the previous episode, Bran had also asked Osha about another dream image he’d seen: the ocean coming to Winterfell (which is inland) and lapping at its borders. Now we see what that meant: Theon’s forces have used their coastal attack to launch a raid inland as far as Winterfell, and succeed in overunning the town. This is rather surprising – it seems like a very long stretch for the meagre force he commands.

Anyway, Theon confronts Bran and reasons with him that Bran should declare that his people should bow to Theon’s rule, lest he be forced to slaughter them. Bran consents, but is not happy about it. He clearly feels the responsibility for his people. Bran also accuses Theon (rightly) of betraying the Starks, after they brought him up. Theon seems a bit unhinged over his divided loyalty, and in a courtyard when a loyal Stark follower spits at him, he orders the spitter’s death and hacks his head off himself.

Osha approaches Theon at night and seduces him. But it’s a ploy to get access to Bran, his younger brother, and Hodor, whom she releases and leads on an escape into the night. It looks like she’s grown fond of Bran and the Starks, and is going to be helpful to them.

The North: Jon’s chance to prove himself in the ambush of the wildling guard camp goes pear-shaped when one of the wildlings turns out to be – gasp! – a woman! Jon hesitates to kill her, and the squad leader tells him to do it or he will. Jon says he’ll do it, just give him a moment. The others stupidly wander off leaving Jon and the woman alone – they should know better than that! How trope unaware can you be? I knew this was going to go badly as soon as Jon took off her hood and hesitated – Jon, you idiot.

The woman bravely bares her neck for his sword, but Jon fails to do the deed. A moment’s distraction is all she needs to scarper, racing across the snowy landscape. Jon pursues and catches her, but now they’ve apparently run a mile or two and he’s lost his squad. Stupid stupid stupid. And the sun is setting. Argh! To try and avoid freezing, they lie down on bare rock side by side – Jon refusing to build a fire because it will give away their position to wildling forces.

Yeah, okay, it’s the trope that the hero gets in trouble for failing to kill an enemy who turns out to be a woman. But really? Ugh, this is so annoying. We’ll wait and see just how much trouble Jon gets into. He’ll probably end up getting captured by the wildlings now and have to be rescued by his fellow Watch men.

Robb’s Camp: The nurse woman is back and Robb predictably flirts with her, when Cat and Brienne arrive. Robb is happy to see his mother. But a raven brings news of Theon’s capture of Winterfell, and Robb goes livid. He wants to abandon the campaign south to King’s Landing and go liberate Winterfell. But Cat convinces him that a small force led by someone else can do that; Robb is needed here. Robb reluctantly agrees.

Given the puny size of Theon’s force and his overstretched supply line, I have no doubt that a small force could retake Winterfell very quickly. Which of course means they might not, as some unforeseen tragedy befalls them… I guess we’ll see.

King’s Landing: Tyrion oversees the shipping off of Princes Myrcella to wherever it was that he tricked Cersei into thinking she was going. I presume he has to do this to maintain the pretence that there was only ever one plan, not three different ones designed to see who was loyal to him.

Joffrey walks the streets to the “adulation” of the citizens. Until someone throws a cowpat at him, scoring a direct hit. Joffrey sensibly orders everyone in the street to be executed, instigating a riot that threatens to overwhelm his guards. The royal party gets rushed away, but Sansa breaks from the rest and is pursued down an alley where a group of ruffians decide to assault her. The scar-faced guard (Gregor’s brother) rescues her just in time, and Sansa is later patched up in her room by her handmaiden, Tyrion’s girlfriend.

Tyrion meanwhile lets Joffrey know how much of an idiot he is, and gets away with trying to slap some sense into him – though no doubt the slap won’t have the desired effect. I’d expect Joffrey to demand Tyrion be executed now, though maybe he has at least enough sense not to sentence his own uncle to death. Maybe.

Harrenhal: Arya is settling into her role as Tywin’s cupmaiden, gleaning information about Robb’s movements and the battles While Tywin discusses with his generals. She lets slip the fact that she can read, arousing Tywin’s curiosity, but she makes up a story about her father, a stonemason, having taught himself and then her to read.

But Petyr Baelish arrives and meets with Tywin! Arya tries to hide her face from him as she serves them wine, ending up spilling some. He doesn’t seem to notice – but then knowing Petyr, he might have figured it out and just be keeping it quiet until he can get some advantage out of the knowledge. I don’t get that feeling from his reactions though, so if so, he was hiding it extremely well.

Arya presses her luck by nicking one of Tywin’s written messages concerning Robb’s movements. I’m not sure where she’s going with it, but she gets intercepted by a guard, who demands to know what she’s carrying and why. Arya isn’t quick enough to concoct a believable story, and the guard rushes to inform Tywin. Arya races to the prisoner who promised to kill two more people for her, and says she needs that guard to be the next victim, and right now! The guard enters Tywin’s tent door… and falls over dead with a poison dart in his neck.

Arya is playing a dangerous game now, attempting to use her position in Tywin’s confidence to bolster the greater games being played by the Starks. I would have thought she’d be more careful, but all of this was a bit reckless. Hopefully she’s learnt her lesson and will be more careful in the future – if not, Tywin might well find out and then she’ll be in real trouble.

Qarth: Daenerys continues to rebuff Daxos’s advances, while attempting to court favour with various other rich merchants in the city, but none of them are interested in loaning her ships to attack Westeros. Returning to her quarters, she finds several of her Dothraki followers have been murdered, and her dragon cages are empty – someone has stolen the three baby dragons! Daenerys seethes in fury.

This was an unexpected turn. It’s a mystery how this will play out, or who is responsible. Maybe it will encourage her to ally with Daxos. Maybe it’s all a plot of his to encourage exactly that. Qarth seems to be the sort of city that is full of intrigues of this nature. I suspect Danereys’s road to an army with dragons backing them up is long and arduous, but the machinations needed to get there will teach her a lot about how to wield it well.

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I don't understand Facebook's algorithms. Independent of any pages shared by my friends, it keeps presenting me with this photo of violinist Gil Shaham, upcoming guest of the BSO, and I cannot tell if it thinks that I am the sort of person who listens to classical music (true) or the sort of person who thinks this particular musician is great-looking (also true) and in either case I have no money for the symphony and extant commitments on one of the days he's playing anyway, but I still want to know which data they were farming to produce this result. Seriously, it's been every time I go to check in on the news. I'm not complaining, but I am puzzled.

Gil Shaham

(I did not make it to the Brattle's screening of A Matter of Life and Death (1946), so the question of whether I find David Niven as beautiful in that movie as Andrew Moor does will have to wait for another time.)

CEPT/Good thoughts request

Sep. 24th, 2017 11:59 pm
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I'd appreciate some good thoughts and fingers crossed tomorrow around 11:00AM. I'm finally getting to take Gidget to the vet to have her breathing issues examined. Hoping upon hoping that it's something simple and/or simply (read, inexpensively) treated - pollen allergies or minor asthma, along those lines.

She wheezes and wheezes, but it's not consistent, just persistent. Worse after activity, mostly on the exhale. It doesn't distress her or prevent her from being active. She'll kill a laser bug like nobody's business and she can jump, run, pounce. It just makes her wheeze. Which, to be fair, I do too. XD

So we're all just looking to hope it's nothing that would require a lot of medications or surgical treatment, that sort of thing.

SO. Fingers crossed and best wishes, please. Would be very appreciated and thank you kindly.
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I've been doing less book bingeing and more reading of fic over the last month, which is probably, ultimately a happy balance for me.

Liberty and Other Stories (Prosperity, #2-4, 6) - Alexis Hall - ★ ★ ★ ★

A diverse series of stories expanding on the Prosperity universe, both before and after the events of Prosperity. read more )

The New Born Year - Kris Ripper ★ ★

I love this series, and I really liked getting to know Ally better, but I found this a difficult and unpleasant read. read more )

Full of Briars (October Daye, #9.3) - Seanan McGuire ★ ★ ★

I'm several books behind in this series, and figured this was a good way to dip back in. Because Quentin. Who is awesome. read more )

Gun To My Head - Dira Lewis ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Reread. First read April 5, 2017. Second read April 6, 2017. Third read now, by which you might infer that I really fucking love this book. read more )

The Mystic Marriage (Alpennia, #2) - Heather Rose Jones ★ ★ ★ ★

I continue to adore this series. This second installment continues to follow Barbara and Margerit's lives, while expanding the focus to two characters who played a supporting role in the first book. read more )

The Element of Fire (Ile-Rien, #1) - Martha Wells ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Reread. I think I first read this sometime in 2010.

This is a secondary-world fantasy set in the approximate equivalent of 17th Century France only with both sorcery and Fae creatures.read more )

Point of Dreams (Astreiant, #2) - Melissa Scott & Lisa A. Barnett ★ ★ ★ ★

In some ways the murders are the least interesting part of this book. They matter, and they drive the plot, but it's the thematic stuff going on around and in cause of the murders that I found most interesting.

This is a book about relationships, and the ways they are seen and controlled by society and societal pressures. read more )

Seven Summer Nights - Harper Fox ★ ★ ★ ★

This was not the book I expected it to be, but I quite enjoyed the book it turned out to be.

This is, as the cover copy stated, a just-post-WWII historical romance between an archaeologist and a vicar, both of whom came back from the war changed. It's about two men trying to fit back into roles and ways of life they no longer fit. read more )

Bound to Be a Groom (Regency Reimagined, #1) - Megan Mulry


It's queer, kinky, poly, historical erotica. I'm pretty much THE target audience for this book. And I gave up at 13% read. read more )

Death by Silver (Julian Lynes and Ned Mathey, #1) - Melissa Scott & Amy Griswold ★ ★ ★ ★

This was a rougher read than I expected from the ad copy. Good, but at times decidedly difficult.

This is a queer, steampunk murder mystery, but that's not really what it's about.

What it actually is is a book about institutionally-sanctioned bullying and abuse and the different ways in which adult survivors of childhood trauma cope with their past. read more )

Which Witch Ficathon is Happening!

Sep. 24th, 2017 10:41 pm
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Copied from a tumblr post.

I am very excited to once again bring you the ficathon featuring our favorite witch, Willow Rosenberg. This is my on-going attempt to try to get more Willow-centric stories written. So pick your favorite pairing and sign up to help spread the Willow love.

Sign ups: September 24, 2017 - October 7, 2017
Assignments Sent Out: October 8, 2017
Stories Due: December 17, 2017

You can view the rules here.

You can read the prompts and sign up here.

While the Ficathon is being hosted on LiveJournal, you do not need an LJ account to participate. You can sign up (comment) as Anonymous and give your fandom name in the form.

Let’s keep the Willow love going across multiple platforms!
Please pimp far and wide.

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Sep. 25th, 2017 09:36 am
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Hey lovely people.

I'm vanishing for a week long hiatus while my sisters invade my house, spoil my cat, and have deeply detrimental effects on my bank balance through retail therapy.

Don't burn the bar down while I'm gone.

The "Ontario Loop Tour"

Sep. 24th, 2017 09:12 pm
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Been owing y'all a vacation report for a while...

Discerning readers may have guessed that we were not at home in Maryland at the beginning of August when our anniversary rolled around. Those who know our engagement story may have even guessed we were in Toronto. You would have been correct.

Having decided not to go to Worldcon or NASFIC, I was looking for vacation ideas when a copy of AAA World reminded me this year was Canada’s 150th birthday. I’ve been wanting to get to Ottawa ever since I heard James Keelaghan’s ”Stonecutter”, and I’ll never turn down an excuse to visit our filk friends in Ontario. Plus I had piles of hotel rewards points saved up from years of cons and business trips.

So we took off the week leading into Confluence, drove up to Ottawa, spent a couple of days sightseeing and hanging out with people, drove over to Toronto, rinsed, lathered, repeated, then drove down to Pittsburgh for Confluence, and finally home. Hence the “Ontario Loop tour” moniker, given the vaguely obloid path we traversed.

The trip was good, though at times best described as “barely controlled chaos” due to the antics of a certain toddler. Especially when visiting un-childproofed homes, or after too much time strapped into a car seat, or on the first night when the hotel we stayed in northeast of Harrisburg didn’t have a crib available, or most of the other nights when we couldn’t get him to go to sleep until we turned off all the lights in the hotel room. (Thankfully we both had tablets to read or surf the ‘Net with.)

We saw a good number of filkers along the way. We dropped in on Joel and Inge twice during our stay in Ottawa; first on the way in just long enough to order pizza, then the next night for a potluck dinner and singing, which Ingrid and two friends of Joel and Inge’s from the Ottawa folk community showed up for. Tanya and Fiona drove up to meet us for lunch at a Montana’s in Belleville as we passed by on our way to Toronto. (It went much better than this year’s post-FKO run!) Phil and Jane hosted another potluck and sing for us in Toronto which Judith and Dave, Peggi and Ken, Sally and Howard came to. And we met Judith and Dave again for brunch at a Cora’s in on our way out of Canada. The only bummer is that Team Jeffers had to bow out of hosting the Toronto housefilk after Sue fell ill. Thankfully Phil and Jane were able to step in on short notice.

Our plan for our first full day in Ottawa was to start with Parliament Hill, which I have been wanting to visit ever since I first heard James Keelaghan’s song “Stonecutter” about the rebuilding of Centre Block after a 1916 fire and christening of the Peace Tower. Unfortunately, by the time we got to the front of the line for free tickets, the only tour available that included any part of Centre Block was an afternoon tour of the Library. On the other hand, besides the Peace Tower the Library was the part I most wanted to see, because it was hosting Foundations: The Words That Shaped Canada, a display of six important documents in Canadian history, including the 1867 British North America Act, the 1869 Northwest Territories Proclamation, the 1960 Canadian Bill of Rights, and the 1982 Proclamation of the Constitution Act.
To fill time until our tour we browsed Byward Market, including the Inspiration Village, an area of York Street in the core of the Market where a series of booths were set up highlighting each of Canada’s ten provinces, plus an RCMP booth, a stage for musical performances, big climbable letters spelling out “Ottawa”, and another big sign saying “Stand for Canada” on which one could pose. Sam discovered a large wood box full of Mega Blocks from which we had trouble pulling him away. Mind you, he barely plays with the bag of Mega Blocks we have at home, mostly he dumps the contents of the bag on the floor if I’ve bothered to put the blocks back in the bag. Go figure. Somewhere in the middle of the browsing we ate lunch at a pub called The Brig Pub.

We made it back to Parliament Hill with an hour to kill before the tour. We walked around the grounds for a bit, then camped out in the shade provided by the east side of Centre Block until it was time for the tour. Things got a bit backed up with security and waiting for other tours to go through, but finally we were led through the Hall of Honour and into the Library. Which was impressive; three stories of ornately carved and painted wood, decorative metal railings, massive desks and tables, shelves full of books curving along the walls, all under a soaring dome. To borrow a word from my toddler, “MINE!” (That’s Sam-speak for “WANT.”)
Our second full day in Ottawa we crossed the river to Gatineau (and border into Quebec) for stops at Parc Jacques Cartier and the Canadian Museum of History. The park was hosting MosaiCanada150, a display of 32 works of horticultural art (topiaries, essentially) representing various animals (red foxes, polar bears, puffins), people (a lobster fisherman, a prospector, a Voyageur), and symbols, icons or items associated with Canada and Canadian history (Glenn Gould’s piano, Anne of Green Gables, a CP train), plus two pieces (Blessing of the Good Omen Dragons and Joyful Celebration of the Nine Lions) donated by China for the occasion.

We got sandwiches from a small grocery store across from the Museum, then dove in. The main attraction for us was the Canadian History Hall, but first we let Sam run off some energy in the Canadian Children’s Museum. It was hard to drag him out of there, but finally we went upstairs to the Hall, which, as the name implies, traces Canadian history from ancient times through Confederation up to recent history. I will confess we goofed; we did the first part of the hall (covering ancient times up to about 1800), rested, then went upstairs to the modern part (covering World War I to the present), forgetting about the part that actually covers the founding of Canada. Oops! Well, I am sure I can find a good book or two to fill in the rest. In our defense, we were pretty tired by then and it was getting on towards the dinner hour.

Our anniversary dinner was at The Keg Mansion, in the Church and Wellesley neighborhood just east of Queen's Park and the University of Toronto. The food was good and the ambience (a 19th century mansion built by Arthur McMaster; later owned by Hart Massey) nice. Unfortunately, Mr. Toddler was in a state, probably from being cooped up in a car for several hours (not helped by Dad stressing out over Toronto-bound traffic on the 401), so we had to beat a fast retreat as soon as we'd finished our main courses. They did give us a free slice of cheesecake to take back to the hotel with us. Points for excellent service! (They also honored our reservation even though we ended up being an hour late. A call from our hotel helped.)

Our first full day in Toronto was spent at the Toronto Zoo, which at 710 acres is one of the largest zoos in the world. We started with the giant pandas, where we waited an hour in line to see Er Shun and Da Mao and their 18-month old cubs Jia Panpan and Jia Yueyue. Three of the four pandas were napping in one of their rooms, the other was next door chowing down on bamboo. As pandas do. Lunch. After lunch we hit the Australaisan pavilion, thinking we’d see a few animals we don’t get to see at the National Zoo or elsewhere in our North American travels. One Matschie's tree kangaroo, several sugar gliders, and a kookaburra or two proved us right. Then we moseyed over to the African Rainforest Pavilion to check out their group of Western lowland gorillas, including 3-year old Nneka (who was clinging to her mom at the back of the gorilla enclosure). Other animals on display included slender-tailed meerkats, spotted river otters, and ring-tailed lemurs. (Lemurs, Johnny! Lemurs!) By then it was time to head for Jane and Phil’s house, with a stop at the gift shop so I could buy Sam a small stuffed penguin. Because of course he has to have a penguin!
(Subsequently, I found out one of Sandra Boynton’s books is Your Personal Penguin. There’s even a song that goes with it. This could be a dangerous thing.)

On our second full day in Toronto we headed for the Ontario Science Centre. Having been there several years ago when I accompanied Sheryl on a visit for Bouchercon, I remembered that it is largely targeted at younger folk, so I knew Sam would have an opportunity to run around. We spent most of our time in the KidSpark area and the AstraZeneca Human Edge exhibit, with a break for lunch in the Valley Restaurant. We also caught a Science HotSpot presentation on basic rocketry, where I discovered Sam knows the word “rocket”. Good to know there is at least one area where we are raising our child right!

After the Science Centre we drove over to Bakka Books, where the fact we’d be seeing Sally Kobee at Confluence did not stop me from buying five books. Granted, two of them were for Sam; Sea Monkey and Bob, illustrated by Debbie Ohi, and Goodnight Lab, a parody of Goodnight Moon. The other books were things on my to-read/to-buy list (e.g. Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff’s Illuminae) that I haven’t seen so far at any con booksellers’ tables.

We finished the trip off with Confluence, which was good even if I ended up watching any concerts from the prefunction area. Thankfully I could see and hear reasonably well through the door. Especially during the Consortium of Genius’ headlining concert, which for the sake of both my ears and Sam’s was probably best enjoyed from the hallway anyway! Other concerts we saw included Cheshire Moon, Harold Feld, Lauren Cox, and Wreck the System. The latter is a Silver Spring-based nerdcore group Randy Hoffman discovered. They were pretty decent, and even came down to – and quite enjoyed – the open filk. Since they are local, I plan to invite them to Balticon.

Sunday Indulgences

Sep. 24th, 2017 07:07 pm
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It's Sunday again, Milliways, and you know what that means...

it means please enjoy this soothing image )

Eclipse Phase?

Sep. 24th, 2017 06:50 pm
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 I recently stumbled across Eclipse Phase, and the idea of a transhuman space-faring RPG really intrigued me. Has anyone else had experience running it? I haven't seen much about it online other than on their official forums.

the common or garden anti-semite

Sep. 24th, 2017 06:37 pm
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I'm rereading Gaudy Night by Dorothy L Sayers for the first time in maybe a year, since I just switched my Audible membership over to .ca instead of .com, and the Canadian website has the rights for the book when the American website has just been promising to have it for ages but never actually being able to sell it.

In that time I've read Hannah Arendt's The Origins of Totalitarianism, which very closely details the rise of anti-Semitism in Western Europe between the French Revolution and the Second World War. Sayers is an awkward novelist in that her writing in the 1920s and 30s is sparkling in many ways, but soured a few times a book by discordant notes whenever "those people" are mentioned--Sayers seems to think that she is being very liberal-minded by mentioning Jewish people at all, much less having her characters vaguely tolerate them and discuss how a Jew might be as moral as the next fellow. (She had an unhappy early affair with a Jewish writer that seems to have affected her strongly)

I can see no situation in which they might ever have met, but still, the whole thing solidifies mentally for me into a unified whole if I imagine them at some evening party full of urbane and witty literary people, drinking and smoking and sounding clever, where Sayers is holding forth and being pleased with herself and Hannah Arendt is smoking in silence and taking down extensive mental notes for an essay later. She smiles when Sayers passes her an ashtray, but she's already plotting her revenge.

Trouble keeping my eyes open...

Sep. 24th, 2017 08:41 pm
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Short on sleep again, plus yesterday, plus the roofers will have to come back tomorrow morning because it was a little too hot today and they weren't fast enough to finish. (I mean, it's hot and muggy; go too fast and you fall off the roof with heat exhaustion. Don't do that!)

I have had no brains today, either, for obvious reasons. I did get a shower, at least. Despite the thumpbumpwhamTHUMPTHUMP shaking the roof and house around me...

Havva Quote
-----------------------Quoted by f___-----------------------
To S.L.O., an American gentleman in accordance with whose classic taste the following narrative has been designed, it is now, in return for numerous delightful hours, and with the kindest wishes, dedicated by his affectionate friend, the author.
f___ says, “The fact that this is the /dedication/ to Treasure Island gives one an accurate impression of what the prose is gonna be like.”

INwatch+Bookwatch )

Dragons under fold )

Done last week (20170917Su - 23Sa)

Sep. 24th, 2017 05:42 pm
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Another rough week, especially Sunday through Tuesday when we didn't have our Bronx. The house felt very sad and lonely. N brought him home from the vet on Wednesday; while she was coming off the ferry she saw the Bath Fitter truck waiting to get on to come and install our new shower.

Bronx is recovering, but he lost a lot of weight over the weekend; he was in really scary shape when he came home. He's better now, but still not his old self. But it's so good to see him rampaging, or at least romping, even if only for a while. Best the vet can figure is that he has some virus -- possibly herpes -- that is mostly dormant but gets reactivated when he gets anything else. Poor little guy! But we have him back! That's the important thing.

We also have our revamped shower -- it's a lot bigger than the old one because it makes better use of space in addition to being a bit deeper, and it has a full-width curtain instead of sliding glass doors, which I hate and Colleen has a lot of trouble with. The floor is only about an inch and a half up, with a squishable rubber dam to keep the water in. It's wonderful.

Another cow sighting Thursday morning when I went out to plug the car in; I'd forgotten Wednesday night. (Friday when Colleen and I went out to the Country Store on the way to dinner, the clerk who checked us out told us that someone from out our way had been in early the previous morning to get some hay "to lure a cow". Right. I know where he lives! Hopefully he came back later for some fencing.

We finally found a good caregiver for Colleen. She'll be coming in only one day/week, Thursday. Our housekeeper comes on Tuesday, so we'll be pretty well covered, and save quite a lot of money over our former 3 day/week schedule. Unlike (previous) G" and all of the others we interviewed, M has made a career of caregiving and loves it.

Link of the week is the Ig-Nobel Prize winning paper, "On the Rheology of Cats", in Rheology Bulletin 2014-07, p. 16. (It's a PDF, so you have to scroll down to it.) You also need to pull down NASA's coffeetable book, Through the Eyes of Cassini

Notes & links, as usual )

Fanfics about Nuclear Waste Storage

Sep. 24th, 2017 06:55 pm
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This is a 10,000-year rabbit hole!

The Waste Isolation Pilot Plant (WIPP) was designed to store radioactive waste in Nevada. The storage area would not be safe to enter until 10,000 years had passed. Several groups of smart people came together to design warning messages that could outlive our civilization and protect future explorers. These designers knew they couldn't rely on any current language surviving that long, so they worked on landscape designs that project "this is toxic waste, don't mess!" audio/text background and four fanfics )

One of the forbidding-landscape proposals is incorporated into California, a meh dystopian novel published by a non-genre writer in 2014. If the WIPP project follows up on the experts' suggestions, elements of those proposal should be showing up in pop culture for millennia.

The WIPP-fic tag: http://archiveofourown.org/tags/Expert%20Judgment%20on%20Markers%20to%20Deter%20Inadvertent%20Human%20Intrusion*d*dd%20-%20Sandia%20Labs/works WIPP Discussions on Metafilter: )

Milltimed to last night...

Sep. 24th, 2017 11:06 pm
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Following her chat with Autor, Molly has been out in the grounds to retrieve Wilford's body from where Autor hauled it up onto the shore.

It's not a pleasant job - dead bodies rarely are - but she's seen worse, too. Worse luck.

The body is wrapped securely in a tarpaulin before being hoisted over her shoulder and carried through the bar, to be left in a cell. Baby, obligingly, provides a temperature-controlled environment, to slow the body becoming any more... unpleasant, and blacks out the cell walls to keep anyone else from getting a shock.

Job done, she collects a change of clothes from the Bar, and heads off for a shower: there's something about a corpse's smell that's hard to shake easily.

Back from her shower and sporting a new sky-blue Though she be but little, she be fierce t-shirt, she settles onto a high bar stool to write her note to the rest of the Security Team.

Guys... )

Responsibilities taken care of for the time being, Molly removes her badge - since she wasn't meant to be on duty, and she figures one dead body is enough work for one day - and resumes her interrupted relationship with her bottle of beer.

Giant Water Bug

Sep. 24th, 2017 11:01 pm
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Giant Water Bug_1

The weight of parenthood is a lot lighter when you’re upside down.

Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.

Fitbit goal check

Sep. 24th, 2017 11:19 pm

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Sep. 24th, 2017 11:00 pm
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After helping Autor upstairs, Vyvyan leaves two notes at the bar.

Gene and Bonnie )

He then sets about finishing the rest of Autor's whiskey. It's going to be a cold night, back home.

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Sep. 24th, 2017 10:40 pm
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For Yamato, it's only been maybe a day since Koushiro came to his apartment, and he's still feeling -- weird over it.

In truth, the bar is the last place he wants to see right now, but he resists the urge to just turn around and walk out the other way. Instead, he makes his way over to Bar, where a cupcake with a candle in the shape of the number eighteen appears. He prods at it without eating for a while, then slides it to one side.

It probably doesn't take someone tremendously observant to notice how his shoulders are slumping, or how completely dead his eyes look.

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