Null post
If you’re reading this, that’s because I have nothing ready, not even this post about nothing. There is supposed to be a post scheduled if I fall behind, but I never wrote it. So it’s less than nothing.
Read More Null postI write every day. Sometimes I even blog.
In my not so humble opinion
If you’re reading this, that’s because I have nothing ready, not even this post about nothing. There is supposed to be a post scheduled if I fall behind, but I never wrote it. So it’s less than nothing.
Read More Null postWhat is it with water this month?
Read More Water may dampen MayIt’s over. We can return to luxuriating in clean, drinkable tap water. Our friends who live in Cambridge can stop taunting us with how nicely running water gets the soap off your hands. And I learned a few things from the Late Great Boston Boil Order of 2010:
Read More Isn’t tap water wonderful?I’m going to be a bit crazy next week. NERAX is coming. It’s a beer festival dedicated to showcasing the traditional style of beer, before it was filtered, pasterized, chilled, and put into pressurized kegs. We’re so traditional that more than half the beers in the festival will be coming from the UK, where the […]
Read More NERAX is comingIn contrast to the trashing given to SF’s ability to predict the future at Readercon last year, last Friday at Boskone, “The Place of Prediction in SF and Reality” confined the trashing to Hugo Gernsback’s ability to predict the future. He sure inspired a whole bunch of other people to do better.
Read More In search of the future at BoskoneSo what did I do at Boskone?
Read More Boskone recapDon’t wanna write. Don’t wanna write. Don’t wanna write.
Read More PhooeyI’m still working on the same little story. I still haven’t read many good stories lately. I’m still way behind on writing about the books I’ve read. Nothing much seems to be happening. And the orchid is still an orchid.
Read More StuckI really didn’t want to do anything today.
Read More More cooking, less bloggingThe world is covered with soft white domes and framed with plowed-up edges on the streets. But am I enjoying the interesting shapes they form? Snope. I just want to go back inside and toast my feet.
Read More Snope