Author: splicer

I’ve kept this copy since junior high and I’m sure I haven’t read it since sev­enth or eighth grade when I had to read it as part of my edu­ca­tion. I’ve kept it for what? 22, 23 years with­out read­ing it again, just rid­ing on the fact that I had read it. Of course, I did­n’t recall a sin­gle pas­sage from read­ing it the first time when I went through now, with the sin­gu­lar excep­tion of the descrip­tion of … Read the rest

dra­cun­cu­lus would enjoy JFK’s account of Thomas Hart Ben­ton’s reply to an inquiry whether he had known Andrew Jack­son. Ben­ton said, “Yes, sir, I knew him, sir; Gen­er­al Jack­son was a very great man, sir. I shot him, sir. After­ward he was of great use to me, sir, in my bat­tle with the Unit­ed States Bank.”

Jack Kennedy is part of this nation’s iconog­ra­phy, and as one born too late to know any­thing about the time and events of his … Read the rest

I’m unde­cid­ed on whether I’ll see the movie. I enjoyed Swof­ford’s mem­oirs so much that I’d hate to have them spoiled for me by Hol­ly­wood. Swof­ford is artic­u­late and direct, a rare and good com­bi­na­tion. He has an easy, relaxed writ­ing style that invites the read­er to relate even to expe­ri­ences with lit­tle in com­mon to his own.

The sub­ject mat­ter fas­ci­nat­ed me. I have some shame for not hav­ing served, and read­ing about oth­er peo­ple’s sac­ri­fices holds some inter­est to … Read the rest

It’s Novem­ber and I’m only halfway through my goal of fifty books for the year, so yes, I’m look­ing at the slimmest vol­umes on the shelf. I tore through this last night before bed and this morn­ing before break­fast. I’m left with bit­ter feel­ings about it and almost wish I had­n’t read it. I feel good for hav­ing bought it and help­ing to sup­port Ianthe Brauti­gan, but the psy­chic act of read­ing this book which Richard Brauti­gan nev­er chose to … Read the rest

When­ev­er I read Orwell, I have hope. For this rea­son I con­sid­er him to be, if there can be any such thing, the best Eng­lish writer to ever have published.

In these essays, he nev­er lets me for­get. Where is his clar­i­ty – both styl­is­tic and moral – in today’s world? I real­ly mean this. Today’s George Orwell is … who? Michael Moore? Come on now. Moore has made him­self so ridicu­lous as to lead me to won­der if he … Read the rest

I picked this to pad my total. I did­n’t think I’d like it much, and I was right. The Logan books are pulp at their corniest.

It’s kind of sad that Nolan got so des­per­ate for sto­ry ideas that he resort­ed to an “trapped on an alter­nate Earth” plot, but the amus­ing part is read­ing the intro­duc­tion where he wax­es ver­bose (not call­ing it elo­quent) about how impor­tant the Logan Tril­o­gy is for the ideas contained.

Well, Logan is always … Read the rest

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Bill Wat­ter­son has just bro­ken my back and shown me the bars to my cage, the edge of the matrix. OK, those words are actu­al­ly from a decade and a half ago. God, I wish I’d heard those words then. But they prob­a­bly would­n’t have meant any­thing to me then. It’s a chal­lenge to keep the demons of my own denial from forc­ing the truth from my brain.

It’s so much eas­i­er to live in Thore­au’s “qui­et des­per­a­tion.” … Read the rest

It’s weird being home on a Fri­day night. Weird because it does­n’t seem like that long ago that it would have been weird for me to be out on a Fri­day night.

I’ve had two sec­ond dates recent­ly. Not sure if there will be any third dates, although I think there’s a good like­li­hood of see­ing at least one of them again. Maybe both, who knows? Either way it’s time for me to start look­ing for first dates again.

So what on … Read the rest

http://web.media.mit.edu/~kimiko/iobrush/

I/O Brush looks like a reg­u­lar phys­i­cal paint­brush but has a small video cam­era with lights and touch sen­sors embed­ded inside. Out­side of the draw­ing can­vas, the brush can pick up col­or, tex­ture, and move­ment of a brushed sur­face. On the can­vas, artists can draw with the spe­cial “ink” they just picked up from their imme­di­ate environment.

I’m quick­ly becom­ing a Ver­nor Vinge fan. One author has sin­gle­hand­ed­ly brought me back to read­ing sci­ence fic­tion. This is great stuff.

This col­lec­tion of short sto­ries is a mixed bag. Some of Vinge’s ear­ly work is a bit forced and awk­ward, but on the whole the sto­ries here were thought-pro­vok­ing, smart, and entertaining.

In par­tic­u­lar, two sto­ries each would have made it worth the pur­chase price: The Blab­ber, and Fast Times at Fair­mont High. The Blab­ber takes place … Read the rest