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On cancer

On cancer

My mother is a cancer survivor. During my third year of university, we learned that she was suffering from ductal carcinoma in-situ, a slow form of breast cancer that was undetectable by self-exam or mammogram. In her case, it took a stubborn doctor and a galactogram to diagnose her. Another family member had been diagnosed a few years earlier with another form of breast cancer. That same woman now has stage 4 non-Hodgkins lymphoma. Another has leukemia. Just last week,…

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Inevitable birthday post: 26

Inevitable birthday post: 26

Today, I turned 26. I celebrated by teaching outdoors. (One of my students even brought me cake!) Death Ray is making a barbecue chicken pizza (with bacon!) together, and we also have the entire second season of Fullmetal Alchemist to watch. 25 was a good year. Here are some of the things I did: Set up this website (with Rachel’s patient assistance) after years of depending on subdomains. Sometimes I miss the community (actually, I miss it a lot) but…

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bona fide hustler, making my name

bona fide hustler, making my name

I’m busy, today. However, I may Twitter in frustration, as I install plugins here and build a website elsewhere (more on that, later). I also have some school administration stuff to attend to (documents to request, phone calls to make). But first, I must buy presents.

The weekend in links

The weekend in links

For your listening pleasure: That’s Steve Reich, courtesy of Karl Schroeder, who I woke up for crépes on Saturday, and who is an expert in obscure and improbable rocketry. Other discussions included, in no particular order: Racefail 09 Paranoia Agent The Shine Anthology Mushishi Twitter This MDES programme The Fleet Foxes Kings, and why you should be watching it, already And also my career(s). Which tomorrow will involve filling out forms, building websites, and doing re-writes. And thinking about robots,…

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The Family

The Family

Further to Mr. Stross’ point about the future collapsing wave-like into the present, this evening I used Google Video Chat to talk to Boston for free, at which point my interlocutor said, slowly drawing his spoon free of his mouth, “You know, every day, we’re waking up in the world we read about in books as children.” “That’s true, we are.” “I want to cover this wall in screens. I want to talk to everyone in those screens.” “Like The…

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