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Blogger's been working my last nerve for the last bit, so I'm working on a move over to Typepad. It may happen very quickly, and I may completely botch the importing of posts and comments from here in such a way that this site disappears. If so, check in at:

Or hell, check in over there anyway. It's purty.

p.s. All right, let's just bite the bullet and do it. Maybe some kind soul will help with importing the old files (should they still exist). See you over there. Change your blogrolls!

p.p.s. Gilmore Girls Gossip Circle convenes there this week.

p.p.p.s. Seriously, I'm not moving for a looooong time -- because this costs money and stuff. Plus, it's so nice. Drop in and say hi.


Jonathan Lethem just won a MacArthur. (Thx to Reechard, for the heads up.) Holla!


monday hangovers

And once again, she vows some real posts this week. (Possibly even later today -- possibly.)


interrogating australians

It's not as ominous as it sounds. Jeff VanderMeer interviews several Aussie writers, including Grace Dugan, Justine Larbalestier, Scott Westerfeld, Anna Tambour, K.J. Bishop and Geoff Maloney over the course of several posts. I'd excerpt, but you should really go over there and work your way through the whole thing. Excellent stuff. Although I'm disappointed no one said oi, let alone oi oi oi.

Start here and work your way through.

surely in a stack of magazines

... or a fancy database, it exists.

Christopher has to write his first paper this weekend. It's on the title story from Chris Offutt's collection Out of the Woods. We've spent several fruitless hours today at various libraries looking for the Spring 1999 issue of Bookforum, which has a Rick Moody essay on the book. This seems to be the phantom issue. Does anyone have access to this in a way you can email/scan/fax? His paper is due Tuesday, so it would have to be this weekend.

Anyway, y'all are magic, so I figured it was worth a shot. Shoot me an email if you can help.

weekend hangovers

Back later, now for the bathing and writing.


another title revealed!

The Rake posts about a nominee for this round of the LBC -- and the author has some SF connections.

I do still promise more substantial posts, btw, probably over the weekend. New glasses worked out fine.


now that is a basketball player

Meet Kara Lawson of the Sacramento Monarchs. She's a joy to watch on the court.

This is basketball. Y'all can have the NBA.

(Pssst... the second finals game is on right now. ESPN2.)

(Justine's in San Miguel de Allende -- someone's gotta post about sports.)

Updated: So, the Monarchs totally blew it in overtime, but what a game. The third game on Sunday will be back in Sacramento and I can't wait.

thursday hangovers

Sorry that none of the promised Actual Posts have materialized. It's been a week of tiny annoyances. Yesterday morning, I realized that one of my contacts was torn. This created way more angst than it logically should, I know, but the fact remains: I am blind as a fucking bat. My contacts cost a fortune and last approximately a year. It takes two weeks to get a new one made. My glasses are huge and thick and make my head hurt if I wear them too long. I have had contacts since I was in third grade and have never torn one.


So, visit one to the eye doctor (a new guy): yay, good news, my previous prescription was wrong. (Unless this one turns out to be. Oh, life, you have a sick sense of humor, should it be so.) Did I mention that those guys charged about three times what the new guy charges? I wasn't able to actually get a new pair of glasses to tide me over -- or even order contacts -- until today, because we had to leave early for the first night of the class C's teaching. And hey, I don't even have the glasses yet. I go pick them up in twenty minutes or so. Cross your fingers.

Should these glasses make me able to actually see without creating a sense of vertigo, I'll write some posts. Swear and double swear.

A few linksies in the meanwhile:

Visit the new semi-quarterly review of poems and such (and submit) Garbanzo. Their editorial policy is thus:
Editorial content is not the responsibility of the editors. Now that's a tune I can dance to...

Brazilian superheroes make me happy, when skies are blue. (Via Alan, who's got things to say to Mr. Keillor about his late nonsense (Remember a few weeks ago when that Ky. public radio station briefly dumped his poetry thingies for content reasons? Oh, the irony...).) There's also superheroes from lots of other countries on that site, including The Golem from Israel.

Birnbaum vs. George Saunders. Yay! If the current Birnbaum didn't do such a great job, I'd say the world needs more Birnbaums.

The link between methheads and arrowheads?

Niall Harrison on Vellum

Christopher makes with the stumping with a fine collection of old and new first lines of great SF and fantasy short stories. How many can you get?

Lastly: Go Monarchs!