Things had taken on a certain impalpable gloss, a glamour of things almost working as they should, a system with all the tiny little cogs and wheels clicking and ticking in synchronicity, to the point where I could even count on relying on the actual timetables posted at stations. They were off by a minute or two here and there, but overall, nothing suspicious. ... more
The worst heat wave I can recall hit just a few days before we departed on our little stargazing adventure in the mountains. Thought the forest offered relief from the heat dissipating upwards from the near-molten concrete of urban areas and highways, the scathing rays of hyperintensive sunshine do not let go no matter how high you move... ... more
Андрей Гордеев - Not speaking Russian makes things that much more mysterious & intriguing. ... more
The fact of a mathematical model iterating out through physical phenomena raises a few questions, not the least of which is whether this propagation is confined to the overly complex models of biological systems. ... more
Man, is a social animal. I don't like it, but that's how it is, and we have to live with it, because, frankly, I really cannot be bothered with plowing fields and smelting ore and all the myriad things that need to be done so that I can fuck around on the Internet. ... more
Outside, a collective organism of thousands, creating an emergent intelligence out of the bubbling of it's cellular structure. Inside, order, rules and regulations, the occasional rebel given a sharp talking to while the light of the Law shines into his or her face. Music with seats. Chained bossa nova. We will have none of that. ... more
... about how Hagbard spent a mildly amusing evening trudging about town, hopping from museum to musem until he developed a cramp in his foot. ... more
It was still early in the morning, but the sun was shining, the morning seemed glorious, and Boreen felt excited. He was fifteen, and he was on his first great task. ... more
What do you do when you stumble, quite by chance, upon a cute little festival of haiku movies? Why, spend three hours in soft, yet strangely uncomfortable chairs, then blink in the harsh lights agonizing over which of the entries should be awarded the measly three votes we've been given. ... more
Buried deep within the fossil record of the myriad tubes that comprise what we have come to know and love as teh intarwebs lie traces of a small city known by the pompous name of Screaming Planet. ... more