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administrivia

Just a reminder - if you don't have an LJ account, you can still comment here.
The sole condition is that you initial your comment so I know who's dropping by.
If you can't be arsed to do that, don't bother commenting, since comments are moderated and anonymous comments will be flushed.

EDIT: Visitors from Goonfleet such as Ex2 can leave their GF handles. I know where to find you. :D

FOR THE SWARM

From My Pictures

FOR THE SWARM

From My Pictures

once more into the payday breach

Actually today went fairly smoothly despite a moderate lack of sleep - got stuck into this here David Drake book which I wasn't sure if I'd read before. I had, but it was a good read anyway. The Sheridan bio is on hold while I make my way through the highly praised John Scalzi novel The Android's Dream, and I may not pick it up again until I finish the two John Barnes Thousand Cultures novels and S.M. Stirling's Dies The Fire.

So, yeah, work. Pretty sure I got everything done today before I ran out of steam ~1530 except the general ledger entries, and I'll pencil those in tomorrow. Boss will be up at Hagerstown for most of the day attending the funeral of our Antietam sales guy, who laid down for a nap last Saturday and didn't get up again. He was only 29. The GM up there is taking it pretty hard; they were pretty good friends and roommates, and in fact the GM is the one who found him. I can imagine how shaken up he must be. :(

I was sufficiently burned out by the payday rush that I skipped the Wal-Mart stop in favor of refueling the Sportage and coming home to hang out and hydrate for a while. I'll probably go back out to Wal-Mart later to get bandages, possibly some other food items.

once more into the payday breach

Actually today went fairly smoothly despite a moderate lack of sleep - got stuck into this here David Drake book which I wasn't sure if I'd read before. I had, but it was a good read anyway. The Sheridan bio is on hold while I make my way through the highly praised John Scalzi novel The Android's Dream, and I may not pick it up again until I finish the two John Barnes Thousand Cultures novels and S.M. Stirling's Dies The Fire.

So, yeah, work. Pretty sure I got everything done today before I ran out of steam ~1530 except the general ledger entries, and I'll pencil those in tomorrow. Boss will be up at Hagerstown for most of the day attending the funeral of our Antietam sales guy, who laid down for a nap last Saturday and didn't get up again. He was only 29. The GM up there is taking it pretty hard; they were pretty good friends and roommates, and in fact the GM is the one who found him. I can imagine how shaken up he must be. :(

I was sufficiently burned out by the payday rush that I skipped the Wal-Mart stop in favor of refueling the Sportage and coming home to hang out and hydrate for a while. I'll probably go back out to Wal-Mart later to get bandages, possibly some other food items.

Congratulations!

To Cobb for being named the Aaron Hawkins Award winner for 2008.

My mission remains to be an independent voice representing my fragment of the African American scene, The Old School, and having a critical dialog on the politics, culture and current affairs of our nation. I don't know how big that Old School fragment is, and I get more and more individual every day. But I never forget where I come from and remain true to those origins. Of course the most difficult thing with that truth is that none of us expected what has come to pass - for some of us, we are larger and more complex than we dared dream we might be, and still we carry some of the same burdens. For me they are to embrace the world as it is, and take responsibility for walking through it with a sharp focus. I remain perceptive and articulate and I open up my mind in public for a true Socratic dialog, curious, skeptical and analytical.

As an award winner, I am compelled to be responsible for those who supported me, even though I was unaware that I had been nominated. That means that my mission, as I see it, has been validated without it being all about me. That is a great blessing and for that I am grateful. I very much enjoy being a bulldog, I just need energy to fuel me and a target to bite. I'd rather be strongly wrong than weakly acceptable, and so I will continue to engage the issues with passion for the sake of clarity, and to posterity, so that nobody can ever come back and say that we as a people didn't deal with the world. I've got more energy, so I get more bite.

I look forward to the day when I can contribute not only in writing and on radio to the discussion that animates thoughtful citizens in a free society, but in televised conversations and roundtables as well. I feel that I have something yet to contribute, and with this as my avocation, as my primary responsibilities give me time, I will continue to push forward to that end. Perhaps one day I might even crossover.

I've been following Cobb for a few years now. He gives me insight into parts of America I don't know much about, and he makes me think. This is why I was willing to drive my ass up the road to Baltimore and hang with the man on short notice; he's just that cool. There are other bloggers out there I respect, but damn few that I read regularly. Way to go, Cobb!

Congratulations!

To Cobb for being named the Aaron Hawkins Award winner for 2008.

My mission remains to be an independent voice representing my fragment of the African American scene, The Old School, and having a critical dialog on the politics, culture and current affairs of our nation. I don't know how big that Old School fragment is, and I get more and more individual every day. But I never forget where I come from and remain true to those origins. Of course the most difficult thing with that truth is that none of us expected what has come to pass - for some of us, we are larger and more complex than we dared dream we might be, and still we carry some of the same burdens. For me they are to embrace the world as it is, and take responsibility for walking through it with a sharp focus. I remain perceptive and articulate and I open up my mind in public for a true Socratic dialog, curious, skeptical and analytical.

As an award winner, I am compelled to be responsible for those who supported me, even though I was unaware that I had been nominated. That means that my mission, as I see it, has been validated without it being all about me. That is a great blessing and for that I am grateful. I very much enjoy being a bulldog, I just need energy to fuel me and a target to bite. I'd rather be strongly wrong than weakly acceptable, and so I will continue to engage the issues with passion for the sake of clarity, and to posterity, so that nobody can ever come back and say that we as a people didn't deal with the world. I've got more energy, so I get more bite.

I look forward to the day when I can contribute not only in writing and on radio to the discussion that animates thoughtful citizens in a free society, but in televised conversations and roundtables as well. I feel that I have something yet to contribute, and with this as my avocation, as my primary responsibilities give me time, I will continue to push forward to that end. Perhaps one day I might even crossover.

I've been following Cobb for a few years now. He gives me insight into parts of America I don't know much about, and he makes me think. This is why I was willing to drive my ass up the road to Baltimore and hang with the man on short notice; he's just that cool. There are other bloggers out there I respect, but damn few that I read regularly. Way to go, Cobb!

first Charles Stross and now this

beatonna is coming to the Small Press Expo!
She says so RIGHT HERE.

Frankly, I don't give a flying fuck about any of the guests they have scheduled, and that goes double for Tom Tomorrow.
Quadruple with extra helpings of disdain on the side for Ted Rall.

Well, okay, Ben Katchor being one of the guests is kind of cool, but I figure my chances of actually getting close enough for him to autograph my copy of Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer are right up there with having a hot date with Megumi Hayashibara when I finally make my pilgrimage to Beach Stutz Red 1. I'll drag it along anyway and hope for the best. But hey - Kate Beaton! Maybe she'll actually have prints and stuff!

first Charles Stross and now this

beatonna is coming to the Small Press Expo!
She says so RIGHT HERE.

Frankly, I don't give a flying fuck about any of the guests they have scheduled, and that goes double for Tom Tomorrow.
Quadruple with extra helpings of disdain on the side for Ted Rall.

Well, okay, Ben Katchor being one of the guests is kind of cool, but I figure my chances of actually getting close enough for him to autograph my copy of Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer are right up there with having a hot date with Megumi Hayashibara when I finally make my pilgrimage to Beach Stutz Red 1. I'll drag it along anyway and hope for the best. But hey - Kate Beaton! Maybe she'll actually have prints and stuff!