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[links] Link salad for JayCon

ericjamesstone with a review of Mainspring Powell’s | Amazon thb | Audible ] — An interesting and thoughtful take on the book from a friend of mine.

ANZ to Power 747 With Weed

How to document funny — (Thanks to lt260.)

New “superpaper” stronger than cast iron — This has a lot of amazing possibilities. (Thanks to Chris Johnson.)

Life and Death of the Canvendish Banana — Ah, monoculture.

“Strengths and Weaknesses” — More anti-evolution idiocy in education. Repeat after me, people: “Faith doesn’t have to make you stupid.”

Tales from the editorial board room — How Your Liberal Media covered the Iraq War. (Hint: “Liberal media” is one of the biggest lies in modern political history.)


6/7/08 (JayCon VIII)
Time in saddle: 0 minutes (still recovering from surgery)
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: 261.4
Currently reading: The Alchemy of Stone by Ekaterina Sedia Amazon ]

[personal] JayCon VIII is today

In celebration of both my natal anniversary and my recent triumph over cancer, JayCon VIII, my 8th annual 37th birthday party, is today, Saturday, June 7th, here in Portland from 2 to 5 pm at the Flying Pie in SE Portland. Come help me celebrate both my birthday and the life that I get to keep on living.

Flying Pie Pizzeria
7804 SE Stark Street
Portland, 97215
(503) 254-2016
http://www.flying-pie.com/
[ Google Maps ]

(At his own request Paul Carpentier continues to be specifically not invited.)

[personal] And I am off

Took a nap after work, which probably means no progress on Green today. I am now wearing pants, which feels very weird after all this time pantless. We’re about to head and pick up the_child from her Do Jump class, then meet my parents at the Chart House for a quiet birthday dinner.

I leave you with this thought. “Ficta” seems to me like a very good word we should be using in criticism and critique, meaning units of fiction. A “fictum” would be the singular, I suppose. As in, “This story has a lot problems, but there is a series of ficta in the closing scenes which are worth rewriting for.”

How would you use “ficta/fictum” in a sentence?

[links] Link salad, birthday edition

SF Signal with a make-up Mind Meld featuring me — I bloviate on scientific accuracy in SF.

Bathtub cheese — Mmm. Or maybe not.

Lightning guns — What every homeboy needs.

Charles Taylor’s one wheel experiments — Not exactly a unicycle, but wow…

Sheep flatulence inoculation developed — I can haz less fartz, pleez? (Thanks to .)

How can you fail to read only the word California? — Another fascinating bit on neurolinguistic deficits from Language Log.

Strange Maps with a 1942 New World Order — Rather creepy. Good alternate history stuff, though.

A lot more than you wanted to know about the physics and sociology of traffic — Cool piece, though.

10 airports install body scanners — Security theater goes porno! (Thanks to my Aunt M.)


6/6/08 (my 44th birthday)
Time in saddle: 0 minutes (still recovering from surgery)
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: 260.8
Currently reading: The Alchemy of Stone by Ekaterina Sedia Amazon ]

[personal] “So you say it’s your birthday”

Well, I am now 44. Actually, since I was born in Taiwan, I think I turned 44 sometime yesterday evening. And I had a decent night’s sleep again, so I’ll be able to enjoy the day.

As a birthday present to myself, I’m announcing today my new Web site at jlake.com. I’ve held that domain for years, with a series of fairly lame handcoded html pages. Thanks to Jeremy Tolbert’s excellent design and coding skills, I now have a dynamic site with integrated podcasting, blogging, and even an updated bibliography!

Go check it out.

You’ll also notice I’m now blogging from WordPress at the site, with a cross-post here to LJ. Everything there will be here, while occasional LJ-only features such as polls will still be here. So if you read me on f-list, nothing will change. If you’d prefer to read me on WordPress or RSS, you can pick it up there.

Meanwhile, I am on to my day.