Now the future is calling and I need one more chance
I have a new phone. It is a temporary phone. It is not in fact new and it has a habit of turning itself off when I don't want it to, but it's not in two pieces on my bedroom floor and that's the thing that counts.
On the whole, the reading went well. I read "The Trinitite Golem," originally published in Clockwork Phoenix 5 (2016) and soon to be reprinted in Forget the Sleepless Shores (2018); Caitlín read two of the new chapters from Black Helicopters (2018). Afterward we had plans to eat dinner at Friskie Fries, but thanks to a taco festival and some kind of show across the street we were unable to find even takeout double parking and ended up at Bucktown instead, which was (fried oysters, collards) delicious.
Criterion has brought out a Blu-Ray/DVD of Frank Borzage's Moonrise (1948)! That almost makes up for the way they have revamped their site so that I have no idea how to find anything.
This Twitter thread is like a lost episode of Withnail & I (1987). The topic was work-related fuck-ups. The winner by miles involved (1) meeting the President of Ireland (2) while on ketamine. I would pay money to hear Paul McGann record this story. "I am sweating like microwaved bread, eyes on hinges, convinced my fingernails owe me money."
On the whole, the reading went well. I read "The Trinitite Golem," originally published in Clockwork Phoenix 5 (2016) and soon to be reprinted in Forget the Sleepless Shores (2018); Caitlín read two of the new chapters from Black Helicopters (2018). Afterward we had plans to eat dinner at Friskie Fries, but thanks to a taco festival and some kind of show across the street we were unable to find even takeout double parking and ended up at Bucktown instead, which was (fried oysters, collards) delicious.
Criterion has brought out a Blu-Ray/DVD of Frank Borzage's Moonrise (1948)! That almost makes up for the way they have revamped their site so that I have no idea how to find anything.
This Twitter thread is like a lost episode of Withnail & I (1987). The topic was work-related fuck-ups. The winner by miles involved (1) meeting the President of Ireland (2) while on ketamine. I would pay money to hear Paul McGann record this story. "I am sweating like microwaved bread, eyes on hinges, convinced my fingernails owe me money."
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Just FYI, there was a pop-up a few pages into that story that froze my browser.
ETA — here’s a version on tumblr that I think is safer: https://www.tumblr.com/reblog/173632574446/uIa2rq33?redirect_to=%2Fdashboard
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This link does not resolve for me, I think because I'm not on Tumblr: it just redirects me to a signup page.
The original link did not flag as a problem for me because my very old browser, which slows to a crawl or falls over for any number of ordinary sites, did just fine with it. I'm sorry it gave yours trouble. If I see a storified version, I'll replace it.
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Thank you! Swapped.
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This is one of my favourite parts of the Ketamine epic: "You know when the roof of your mouth starts politely folding your brain in half, and your chest flutters like a cathedral filled with bees? I was holding it together but knew if I stopped concentrating for one second, I would become time itself."
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Thank you!
This is one of my favourite parts of the Ketamine epic: "You know when the roof of your mouth starts politely folding your brain in half, and your chest flutters like a cathedral filled with bees? I was holding it together but knew if I stopped concentrating for one second, I would become time itself."
"By now, having been alone with my thoughts for the entire Cretaceous period, I am no longer mildly weird but deeply, extravagantly deranged."
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OHHH MY GOD I have not laughed that hard in a long time. Beautiful punchline with how he was a fan of the Prez.
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I do not usually, really laugh out loud while reading things off the internet.