wednesday hangovers

• Jenny D convinces me to pick up The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. (Plus, I will so go see that movie on a sunny afternoon. I'm not proud.)

• Someone get this man a robot guardian. I'd like that moving sidewalk that goes everywhere and a jet pack, please.

• Coffee and Ink is unimpressed by the charms of Madeleine is Sleeping (which I adored), but convinces me to try Rats Saw God by Rob Thomas, which sounds utterly fantastic.

• The Wiscon LJ forum offers a Technorati tag to add to your Wiscon posties so they'll be accessible on one happy page. (Speaking of Wiscon, sorta, we are told by our printer rep that the Say... proof, rushing its way to us right this minute, looks amazing. Yay!)

• Back when everyone was up in arms over Orson Scott Card's views on gay marriage, I really, really, really wanted to point to John Kessel's brilliant takedown of the morality showcased in Ender's Game. Well, it's finally online. Highly recommended. (Via the lovely and talented Schwartz.) (I could mention here that one of the polaroids on my desk, a constant source of inspiration, really, is me and Kelly and Barb and Karen and John-in-a-Toga-for-a-Good-Cause, along with other Toga Guy. It was taken at last year's Wiscon. Good times.)
  

It's a little sad that one of the inventions I'd most enjoy -- on a purely comfort, pleasure level, if we preclude life-preserving, world-saving types of things from this exercise -- is a TV time machine. It would, for instance, go into the future and bring back new episodes of Gilmore Girls. Maybe even produce them after the series ends.