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Three years and counting

Three years and counting

As of today, 1 February, I have lived in Canada for three years. Over at Making Light, there’s a great post on the decisions which lead us to the places we are. Many decisions, big and small, led me to this point. In retrospect, I can pinpoint multiple moments where I might have turned back and said: “This is too much.” Immigration is an unnerving process for the best of people. At few other times is one so conscious of…

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In our living room after the war

In our living room after the war

“…and as you know, Bush’s numbers were in decline six months after the war started…” “It’s strange,” I said. “I was in university when this war started, but I was in Grade 2 when the First Gulf War started. I don’t remember enough to compare the two. I don’t really remember what things were like, aside from my cartoons being cancelled.” Mr. Ashby squinted, searching his memory. “I would have been in Grade 6 or 7. I remember building F-18’s…

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I feel cheated.

I feel cheated.

The tentacled creature known as Facebook has revealed to me that the boy I had a painful crush on in the fifth grade* has in fact become a stuntman, and has appeared nude on camera in a film that I have already seen, but had no clue he was in.  Fate is laughing at me. Chortling, in fact. *I swear, I had a good reason for looking this guy up; I remembered his features so fondly I decided to use them as a…

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I'm doing sci-fi and I'm still alive…

I'm doing sci-fi and I'm still alive…

It’s official. I have been sick for over a month. Despite this, I have managed to: Apply for an internship Tell Futurismic about this story (and get a very sweet email in response) Design a graphic for Squiddance 08 (and attend it) Spend time with Ben Read Fledgling, The Claus Effect, and much of The Spirit Write an outline for The Von Neumann Wives Despite this, I’m still woefully behind on some things. I have roughly twenty days to learn…

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Food: Chocolate Gingerbread Cylons with Spiced Rum Icing

Food: Chocolate Gingerbread Cylons with Spiced Rum Icing

I have to confess. I don’t watch Galactica the way that I should. What episodes I do watch I always enjoy, and I recognize it as one of the few shows on television that’s genuinely empowers its female characters. My friends, however, adore the show, so when I mentioned an interest in baking up some Cylons, there was no going back.

I hab a code.

I hab a code.

Today’s post is brought to you by Advil Cold & Sinus, the only thing currently enabling me to behave in a human manner. (I’m a mere protocol ‘droid, otherwise, or maybe a wood-and-spring automata from the Tales of Hoffmann.) This means that all my processing must needs be devoted to my thesis and the short story I’m working on (my first commission!). My blog-brain is officially shut down. Have some delicious links, instead: Preview of Orange, a new global manga…

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Back home, y'all.

Back home, y'all.

I have returned home from Texas. And I brought back pictures! From Texas It’s a very small collection, but most of the photos taken this trip were of my family (or me) and I don’t like sharing those. But there are action food shots, and a Houston billboard promising 150-foot crosses in the city’s future. Texas is special. There is something self-indulgent about the scent of climbing rose and heliotrope this late in November. It was unnerving, at first, that…

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Happy Thanksgiving, 2008:

Happy Thanksgiving, 2008:

Tomorrow, I will be in Texas with some (a tiny fraction) of my American family. Doubtless we’ll be asked what we’re thankful for, so I figure I should warm up. I’m thankful for this video: This song is perfect for writing about multi-generational post-Singularity blood feuds. Also I’m fairly sure that it’s topical for a lot of you around Thanksgiving. So please enjoy it with my compliments. Those of you attending Amanda Palmer’s show, or the Tesseracts Twelve launch, have…

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