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Future futurist gigs in the future

Future futurist gigs in the future

This year has already been pretty busy, in terms of my foresight work. In January, I ran a workshop at a Day Zero event for Engineers Without Borders Canada AGM. That same month, editors started contacting me about including my story Social Services, which I wrote for an Institute for the Future anthology on the coming age of networked matter, in their “year’s best” anthologies. Then I gave a talk at the Toronto SpecFic Colloquium. And this weekend, I’ll be…

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The way out is through: on being stranded in America

The way out is through: on being stranded in America

I just spent the past few days at the Intel Developer Forum in San Francisco, talking about what it means to do science fiction prototyping, and promoting The Tomorrow Project: Imagining the Future and Building It. I’m really proud of my story, “Photographic Memory,” and I’m proud of the panels I did while in San Francisco, especially the one with Genevieve Bell and other members of the Labs crew. People from the audience were coming up to all of us…

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Citation needed:

Citation needed:

The following are taken from my trip to LA. Names have been redacted. (It makes the guessing game more fun.) “Oh, you cuddle up good.“ “A Simpsons joke? Where?!” “Can you please just let us taste your beer? Because we’re that cool?” “Wait, is that another Lotus?” “You’re in the wrong lane. You’re in the wrong lane. You’re in the opposing lane. There’s a bus coming.” “You know, the sawdust on the floor really adds something to the whole effect.”…

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Rubbing it in:

Rubbing it in:

The contents of this week’s trip, so far: Being showered with gifts at the airport (I smell pretty! My lips are plumped! I’m finally a woman, and all it took was twenty-six years and a steadfast roommate!) IN N’ OUT Driving through the neighbourhood where I was born Hitting up my parents’ favourite liquor store BOB’S BIG BOY Being waved at by a beautiful girl in Bentley Talking Venture Bros. with my cousin Being told that I chose right when…

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Happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy some Wes Anderson.

Happy Thanksgiving. Enjoy some Wes Anderson.

Thanksgiving, as I was exhorted late last night, was October 12th. It was, according to some, the only Thanksgiving that should count. However those of us with two countries to our names sometimes get double holidays. (Japan, it should be known, has the best assortment of holidays: Christmas is for lovers, New Year’s is for family, Valentine’s Day is for men, White Day is for women, Golden Week is a whole week long, and there’s Obon and Halloween. But I…

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How my trip went:

How my trip went:

Yeah. There was some singing. And we did get lost. Not horribly. We just took a wrong turn. It was my fault, and I apologized, but I’m beginning to suspect that some other part of my brain will spit out fatally flawed directions if there’s just the briefest glimmer of a chance that the end result will be more time spent on dark country roads inhabited by ancient barns whose splintering timbers loom all the larger in the anonymous glow…

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My "staycation" in Canada.

My "staycation" in Canada.

To be clear, “staycation” is a stupid word. Let’s face it — any time you take off of work is vacation. That’s why it’s called vacation time. At its root, the word has less to do with where one goes than the fact that one has left: “vacate” does not mean “go somewhere with fruity drinks served with tiny umbrellas by boys in Speedos,” it means “leave the premises.” I have left the premises a lot, this summer. This week…

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As luck would have it…

As luck would have it…

…I’m sitting in a dimly-lit room on Gibraltar Point, polishing my thesis and working on more stories about robots. I lucked into this place — which is beautiful, and spooky, and exactly what I need — because Peter Watts got lucky in Germany and couldn’t take his usual Point position, and offered me the spot. The turnabout happened so quickly, in fact, that his name is still on my key fob. My luck has been good, lately. Through random chance,…

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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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