Monday, February 25th, 2008 06:01 pm
My Diary of a Teenage Cannibal! came in today.

Ditto my I Married a Vampire from Planet X!

And the group order from January.

Bliss! (And quite enough BPAL for the immediate future, I think. Unless, of course, any more Mythos-themed scents come out...)
Tuesday, February 19th, 2008 03:29 pm
There's a short story--or six little slices-of-life--inspired by BPAL up at the Weird Tales site, here.
Tuesday, February 19th, 2008 03:06 pm
Still haven't gotten my copy of The Willows. Not worried yet, but starting to miss it.


Spent most of yesterday reading up on quantum physics. I feel like the last panel of that Calvin and Hobbes strip; the one where Calvin's dad has explained that a point on the outside of the record completes the same number of revolutions as one closer to the center, but is actually moving much faster. And Calvin is just lying there, little icons of bafflement floating around his head.


Apparently the local magazine store won't be carrying Weird Tales (couldn't meet the distributor's minimum order); neither will my preferred comic book shop. A subscription is in order. (Probably the one that gets me H.P. Lovecraft's Magazine of Horror.)

(Jesus, was *everyplace* I'm moderately interested in mentioning the Dances of Vice festival? Some other year.)


Finished Old Man's War by John Scalzi (the fourth book (not counting one magazine) I've finished since the move; the commute to work is proving to have unexpected advantages). Very fast read, well-written. I can definitely see the Heinlein influence, although honestly I keep thinking more of Haldeman's The Forever War (given that I preferred that to Starship Troopers, this probably constitutes a compliment). Expect to read the sequel.
Monday, February 18th, 2008 08:10 am
*bounce bounce bounce*

Fans! is back. First page, one panel, straight black, just text. Topical, even. In the standard Fans! way.
"Mr. Obama?
"Is it your position that vampires should be allowed to marry?"
I have missed this comic.
Saturday, February 16th, 2008 08:53 pm
I saw a ~5 minute vid on YouTube. It was the complete run of Doctor Who. Seriously. About a second per episode, but it started with "An Unearthly Child" and ran all the way through to at least Eight.

Can't find it now for love blood or money.


EDIT: Found!
Friday, February 15th, 2008 02:55 pm
Fans! is back. Or will be on Monday morning at about 1:00 a.m.

I broke out the wine when it ended. Probably shouldn't do the same thing once it's back, since I'll be reading it first thing in the morning. But it'll be nice to see it back; I read it for seven years and I missed it.
Tuesday, February 12th, 2008 12:12 pm
I spent an hour up to my wrists in cold dead chicken last night.

An hour.

One hour.


In future, I may consider deboning chicken thighs. Never again chicken breasts. Certainly not four pounds of them. They have all those fiddly little ribs. Very bad.

Also, caught up on Torchwood. Think I am detecting a distinct recurring theme, but it's hard to tell--watching them all in a streak like that, it's possible to see patterns where there's just coincidences.

Beyond that, it's a slow day at work, Aunt Caroline's Joy Mojo is a wonderful thing, and I'm about to fire up "Dance, Soterios Johnson, Dance."
Sunday, February 10th, 2008 09:53 pm
So. There's this development journal a friend of mine has up for his two webcomics; Stik, which is a kind of dry run/comics theory/stick figures/slice of life scribble that's well worth watching, and River City Mechanical, which is a serial comic about cartoon robots that live together.

The journal is [ profile] hurfadurf, and I highly recommend checking it out.
Friday, February 8th, 2008 05:48 pm
Strictly looking for a gut-reaction, first-impression response, here: [Poll #1135453]
Thursday, February 7th, 2008 09:13 am
Hour and a half to get into work today.

Interview in 45 minutes.

It's three blocks away. I think I'll give it fifteen minutes, just in case.
Wednesday, February 6th, 2008 04:10 pm
I am having an extraordinarily snarly day. It was improved by the introduction of something pretty, which I now pass on to you.

Tuesday, February 5th, 2008 11:43 am
John and I got a popup book of "The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon" for his nephew. Our nephew.

Since it's been suggested that perhaps I should avoid reciting the Gashlycrumb Tinies to the kid now that he's old enough to understand them, this is perhaps an acceptable alternative. :)

(Also picked up a four-pack of small skull-shaped erasers, for personal use.)

Read an interview with Gary A. Braunbeck in Apex. Am beginning to understand appreciate get an inkling of where some of the impact from In Silent Graves may have come from. When your daughter is born and lives six days and you don't ever get to see her because you and your wife are having problems and the only chance you get to say goodbye is from an intern sneaking you into the morgue and she's going to be cremated so they didn't patch her up after the autopsy and you only ever hold her for a hundred and twenty seconds and you try to cope a little by putting some of the recollection into your work--

--yeah. Okay. It has impact.

Finished Mr. Hands and "Kiss of the Mudman". I'll be picking up the rest of his stuff, I think.
Thursday, January 31st, 2008 10:42 am
Sub-Atomic Disintegrator Pistol

Featuring many of the latest ameliorations in Raygun Technology, it comes with Phlogiston cannisters, cleaning apparatus and wingdings, so that you may commence atomising Moon Soldiers or neighbourhood dogs at your earliest convenience.

Be a Better Man with a Manmelter. Your wife may come back to you!*
*not covered under warranty...


Infinity Beam Projector

The advantage with this trusty wave discharger is heft. In the unlikely (but statistically probable) event of its malfunction, it doubles as a wonderful cudgel. Brigands and ne'er do wells will cringe when the Goliathon is brandished at them. Of course, its infra-wave undulations will dissolve 7/9ths of an African Elephant in 10 earth seconds, a handy implement to wield on all occasions.

On lower settings a quick zap will cook a Dodo egg to perfection.


Wave Disrupter Gun

Are you genetically pre-disposed to not wanting to blow your face to bits? Then, by crikey, this may not be the device for you - Try a kite!

But, if you're a man, then procure yourself FMOM's latest and greatest. Built from the exacting plans of the famed Dr. Grordbort, and reinforced with purest Tremontium, this little tiger will turn your foes to a slurry!


...I want one. Not enough to pay the $700+, but I want one.

I shall gaze enchantedly at the models, and be glad the fake-weapons-for-geeks market has finally turned out something that's not designed for a Klingon or a Lich King.
Thursday, January 31st, 2008 09:16 am
Re: Silver Snail--this doesn't mean I won't try going by again! Sorry, that was unclear.

The temp agency gave me a raise. Tiny raise--3.866%--but hey, it adds up to a large fluffy coffee every workday, if I want one. As I am sitting here drinking buck-a-cup coffee from downstairs since our kitchen isn't unpacked yet, perhaps I will do something useful with--

--as it *just* dawned on me that hey, I think I missed the last Lupercalia update decant circle. Oh well. :)
Tuesday, January 29th, 2008 11:05 am
(1) Goddamn the professional movers are *fast*. I was expecting this, but it's still impressive.

(2) Have I mentioned the property manager cum landbeast is an ass? Just sayin'.

(3) Passed test for writer/editor position at Justice Canada. Interview next week.

(4) Books. They're all packed. So faint... so textless... *swoon*
(Seriously, though, I have Unhallowed Metropolis and the latest issue of The Willows set aside to finish. But *damn* I feel weird with no books or computer[1] to speak of.)

(5) There is no five.

(6) Movie tonight, maybe. Or something. Not at home, because we have about twenty boxes and an upended table in the living room. There will be pictures.
(The stack of boxes is topped with a beanbag chair. The beanbag chair is topped with a cat. Angel is now *totally* fine with this situation.)
[1] Am currently on John's laptop.
Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008 11:34 pm
It being late, and me being stressed, and it being easier to click on a BPAL tag in my LJ than to go digging up past reviews on the forums, I have been taken by a fit of useless organization and stuck reviews for the Carnaval Diabolique scents I've tried to date on my LJ. Because, you know, I might lose them otherwise. Or something.

There's nothing but BPAL under the cut. I promise. If you're not interested, I highly highly recommend you skip it.

Carnaval Diabolique )
Monday, January 21st, 2008 08:20 am
Order placed - 23/1/2008
(no CnS)
Order received - 25/2/2008


When I said I'd organize a group order, I didn't realize I'd promised to do so on the day the Lunacies were coming out. Given that organizing small and slightly fiddly details is somewhat relaxing, and that there is no way on God's green earth that the BPAL oils will get to me before the move so decanting and distributing them should be a relaxing post-move activity[1], I am obviously going for a decant circle as well, was going for a decant circle, but dropped it.

I'm not going over the twelve-item limit[2] that sets shipping from BPAL at $11, though I will keep ordering additional bottles of the Lunacy oils as long as people keep asking. (I am certain that there will not be enough demand for over nine bottles of the Lunacies. :) )

*cracks knuckles*

Behold! )
[1] No, seriously. And I have mail forwarding from Canada Post and everything already set up.
[2] 12 imps = 1 item. 1 bottle = 1 item. ATM, room for seven and a half more items.
[3] I hate that it costs more to ship in Canada than abroad, but there's no Small Packets service within Canada and I can't fit a 5ml bottle into Oversized Lettermail. If you know someone who's local and who will be making a trip to see you, I'm happy to relay the BPAL through them. And if you can tell me of a cheaper shipping option that I can reliably use, I will send you whatever you ordered for free.
Friday, January 18th, 2008 12:33 pm
Okay. First, the mortgage. They got back to us, and it *was* a case of strange arcane deductions badly explained. They calculated provincial tax on the insurance, then deducted that tax from the amount they were going to loan us, so of course when we're checking the insurance amount it's off, because it's calculated on the-displayed-amount-of-the-inexplicably-shrunken-loan-plus-0.160256-percent-of-said-displayed-amount.

(Somehow, I really don't feel bad about needing an explanation for this. A sentance with the general gist of "This amount represents your mortgage loan of $X after the $Y PST on the CMHC insurance has been deducted." would have avoided *so much* stress.)

A/y. Started looking at another option during the whole kaffuffle. Either way, am no longer really upset.


Second, had to go back for the third time today over a miswording in a document. I'd brought it up twice before, and it hadn't been fixed--I really got the impression that the people I was talking to didn't get why it was a problem.[1] So I ended up hauling out the Oxford and sitting down across from someone who is just way ahead of me in terms of pay grade, seniority, responsibility, and any other practical measure of standing in an organization, while my job duties don't *technically* cover any kind of editing work.

I think the explanation took this time. I would repeat myself this much if the situation came up again. But it falls firmly into the Not Fun category, and if it's not fixed this time, I'm backing off. What I tell you three times is true, and all that. Past that point, I'm cutting my losses.


On a lighter note, found that Tria markers, Microns, and gel pens combine with cheap wooden boxes pretty well. So if you have five minutes you can stain the box a rather pretty grim green, have "Goe, and catche a falling starre,/Get with child a mandrake roote" written across the top in dim gold, and toss a 3/4"-high sketch of the mandrake from the 1485 Herbarius on the side.

(I found someone to take my bottle of BPAL's Mandrake, and tossed that in. Therapeutic little spur-of-the-moment smallcraft. I wanted the stuff to work on me, but it just ended up smelling like pencil shavings--very much not the donne thing at all.[2])
[1] "To prejudice X" is not at all interchangeable with "to cause others to be prejudiced against X". I know everyone's really busy and really tired, and I might've let a smaller detail slide after the first time I submitted a correction. But that is just *wrong*.
[2] Yes, yes, I know, but I've had that line rattling around in my head for three days. My LJ, my horrible painful puns.
Tuesday, January 15th, 2008 11:22 pm
There's either a long short story or a short novella, set in the Mythos (at least, I was sure it was set in the mythos when I read it) that I read a while ago.

The title is something within spitting distance of "A Happening An Incident at Coldcreek Farm". It concerns a protagonist who has rented a room at the farm to get some work done far from meddling distractions. The couple who owns the farm seem perfectly normal at first, although I have an impression that the wife cooked notably good food. And then there are terrible huge pale moths, and dead bodies animated by some strange alien intelligence--fairly standard stuff, you know. It was okay, it's just that I've gotten a sudden craving to read it and if I own it then I *know* it's packed right now, and I can't exactly go looking for the anthology to get out of the library without having the story title.


EDIT: Found! "The Events at Poroth Farm".
Monday, January 14th, 2008 05:54 pm
Sore throat. Sore ear.

This *cannot* actually be me being sick. It is *not allowed.*

On the plus side, the living room smells like either vanilla or tonka bean. I swear I had nothing to do with this. It is not physically *possible* for me to have had anything to do with this. But it's a nice effect.