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[Jul. 23rd, 2008|10:43 pm]

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[Jul. 23rd, 2008|10:38 pm]

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preview [Jul. 23rd, 2008|11:59 pm]

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[lithiumpicnic]
harder.

better.

faster.

stronger.

LP3.0

coming soon...

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High Cliffs Surrounding Echus Chasma on Mars [Jul. 24th, 2008|04:32 am]
apod

What created this great cliff on Mars? What created this great cliff on Mars?


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A Softer World: 332 [Jul. 23rd, 2008|07:56 pm]
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4.5 True Statements, or: How Not To Blog [Jul. 23rd, 2008|08:13 pm]

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I now believe that I have resolved conflict into a form with which I can safely engage.

The film Batman Begins is the clearest possible snapshot of the state of my mind at a particular moment in my (multidimensional) timeline. I'm glad I don't have to have that experience again. I may watch the movie again sometime, though. If you ask me questions while I'm watching that movie, I might say something truly unpredictable.

Read the following two lines as if they were Sufi poetry (interchangeable personas/identities). Unfortunately, a lot of what I see in the next two lines is very subjective, so you have to really get to know me if you want to appreciate this poem a little better.

i am safe and protected in many ways that you will never understand.
i cannot explain them all even to myself. help me find the way there.


To test the validity of what I've written above, I thought I'd have the following conversation this afternoon with a co-worker who also happens to be a really good friend. Try to go to a poetic space in your head when you read this.

[Me]: wanted to check if i had spilled the apple 
      cart on [dangerous fleabag server] this morning
      
[Co-worker]: sorry; didn't see this till now.  
             I keep switching btw my desktop and laptop
             
[Me]: i assumed no, and continued.

[Co-worker]: ah - I wasn't really involved in that 
             (other than running [random software] 
             for [Another co-worker])
[Co-worker]: but I seriously doubt it

[Me]: oh, ok. i don't worry about pushing 
      [Another co-worker]'s buttons, because [he/she/it] 
      so excellently pushes mine.

[Me]: but i was worried for your stability right then
[Me]: as you're leaving tomorrow and all

[Co-worker]: oh, no worries

[Me]: my gift to you and [forthcoming bride]:
[Co-worker]: I develop on 
             [more comfy and stable machine 
             that no one has yet noticed :-)] :)
[Me]: "you are both protected in ways that 
       i cannot possibly explain."
[Me]: i wish you a safe journey to and from 
      [Scary Place On Other Side Of Globe]
[Co-worker]: I'd like to get that printed 
             on an insurance card :)
[Me]: just say it if you feel threatened.
[Me]: remem{,e}ber that much for [Me]. :-)
[Co-worker]: you got it, and thanks :)
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The violent bore me to death [Jul. 23rd, 2008|08:06 pm]

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There are authors I like and authors I don't like. Fortunately for me the first list is quite long (Herman Melville, Virginia Woolf, Sinclair Lewis, etc.) and the second is pretty short (Kurt Vonnegut, Cormac McCarthy, etc.). But there is a third list that is even shorter, and that is authors I just don't get. I'm glad there are only a handful of names in this category, because it confuses and upsets me when I can't figure out why someone wrote something or what that something is trying to say or, most baffling, why other people seem to understand when I come up blank.

This latter list, off the top of my head, is as follows:

Joseph Conrad
Ernest Hemingway
Henry James
D. H. Lawrence
Doris Lessing
Flannery O'Connor

There are mitigating factors for all of these. Of Joseph Conrad I have read very little, and am determined to read more, if only because [info]substitute likes him and was sad the last time I said I didn't. I also told him I would try reading A Movable Feast because I have mostly only read Hemingway's Nick Adams stories and as far as I can tell they're about nothing happening in a lot of choppy sentences. Henry James wrote a few things I like and possibly even understand, such as "The Beast in the Jungle" and What Maisie Knew, so I say I don't get him mostly because of The Portrait of a Lady, which seems to send so many people into raptures. I only wondered, from the first page to the last, why everyone in the book was so crazy about Isobel Archer. She struck me as insipid, except when compared with Pansy Osmond, whose insipidity is perhaps literally unsurpassed in Western fiction. Most of the other characters, meanwhile, were merely loathsome. I started reading D. H. Lawrence because I got a snippet of Women in Love as part of the body of a spam e-mail, and in snippets I can enjoy him, but I don't understand the way his characters talk or behave or attempt to kill each other and then act like nothing happened, and perhaps I would need to be British to understand his obsession with class differences and in particular his obsession with the way uneducated working-class people annoy the sensitive rich with their rough manners. As for Doris Lessing, I don't have much to say about her except that I read The Golden Notebook many years ago and should probably try it again. But more recent attempts at other Lessing novels have been no more successful, so maybe I just lack a gene.

That brings us to Flannery O'Connor. I am trying again, as I have tried more than once in the past, to understand her. Several things impede me. Flannery was a devout Catholic from the deep South of fifty years ago and I am a half-assed half-Jew from modern New York and we simply do not see eye to eye: when a guy drinks unpasteurized milk and gets Bang's disease she sees some kind of religious judgment, whereas I just see an idiot who should know better if he's going to live on a farm. When she writes about poor blacks who speak phonetically and live in shacks and hunt possums I have to take her word for them, never having known people who fit that description. And it's not that I don't trust her about stuff like that, or about poor whites living in medium-sized Southern towns and going to whores -- it's not that I'm not perfectly willing to take her word, it's just that having taken it there I am in the shack or on the bus and why? Why am I here, Flannery?

Writers all have their obsessions. William Faulkner got the notion of a little girl's muddy underwear just visible as she climbs a pear tree, and around that image he wrote The Sound and the Fury. Even a thing as small as that will stick in your mind, and then you have to write about it, in order to stick it in other people's minds. Flannery's obsessions are sickening familial unpleasantness, contemptuous men who live with their mothers, stupid white bigots (often the mothers), book-smart white people who think they're better than the bigots (often the grown sons), the clash between dour Christians and angry non-Christians, and shocking violence suddenly inflicted on the complacent. You'd think I'd like the violence, but it brings no catharsis. Even murder and suicide seem part and parcel of the general dull horror of the Flanneryscape -- a world where human interaction is a constant torment and, as the Misfit says, "It's no real pleasure in life."

Flannery is obviously a vastly talented writer, and many smart people have called her very flattering things, comparing her to Sophocles and I don't know what all. So what am I missing? Is it just that I don't know my Christian theologies very well? I can't figure it out -- with one exception, which is the reason I haven't yet given up: the story called "Parker's Back." In this story tattooed womanizer O. E. Parker finds himself married to one of those dour Christians, and somehow unable either to abandon her or to please her, until he hits upon the bright idea of getting an image of Christ tattooed on his back. It is a very funny but also very sad idea and I see Flannery's genius in every line. But I do not see it in endless descriptions of halfwit Enoch Emery annoying the hell out of people, say, or sick fathers annoying the hell out of their daughters, or racist mothers annoying the hell out of their sons.

Ultimately, and this is a theory I'll have to test on some more stories of hers, I think the key to understanding Flannery may be to read all that unpleasantness as the opportunity for grace. The worse the thing is that happens to you, the better the chance that you'll straighten up and find Christ. According to this logic, if a serial killer comes along and murders your whole family, it's your lucky day. This theology probably worked great for Flannery, who had an agonizing autoimmune disease of which she died young, but to me it's just brutal and perverse. Of course any theology must account for brutality and perversity, but it seems as if that's all Flannery does, over and over. No one in her world is ever happy or good, yet the suicide of a child is supposed to elicit -- gratitude? Because it provides an opportunity for his father to be saved and go to Heaven? No, that's just fucked up, Flannery. I'm trying, but I keep coming back to that conclusion.

So we're wrestling, Flannery and I, to use a biblical image of which she might approve. Don't worry, I can take her. She had lupus!
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[Jul. 23rd, 2008|10:12 pm]

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On May 1, 1947 Evelyn McHale leapt to her death from the observation deck of the Empire State Building. Photographer Robert Wiles took a photo of McHale a few minutes after her death.
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[Jul. 23rd, 2008|10:12 pm]

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Pasture by Waldemar Zimmerling
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Nelly Toe in Ghana by NanaKofiAcquah on Flickr
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Market in Laos 1998 by Peter Whittlesey
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i'm off to nerd prom [Jul. 23rd, 2008|08:42 pm]
wilwheaton

It's so weird to have this great week working on Criminal Minds that I can't talk about in any detail until October. I have no mouth, and I must scream, you could say. How about I just give up one little non-spoilery thing, and nobody tells on me, okay?

At the end of the shoot, I was thanking a lot of the people I worked with for making it such a great experience. Every single one of them told me that they wished I worked on the show every day. I guess the feeling was mutual.

So, yeah, that made me feel pretty good. If you get a chance to work on Criminal Minds, I highly recommend it.

Now, to business:

Tomorrow, I'm heading down to San Diego for an abbreviated stay at Comic-Con. Here's my schedule:

  • On Thursday, I'll be on a panel called Star Trek Without a Blueprint: How books and comics keep expanding the boundaries of the Star Trek universe. We'll be talking about the future of Star Trek publishing in room 32AB from 4:00-5:00. I'll be on the panel with Andy Mangels (moderator and Star Trek author), Margaret Clark (executive editor, Pocket Books), Andy Schmidt (senior editor, IDW) and Star Trek authors Kevin Dilmore, Dave Mack, Scott Tipton, and Dayton Ward.
  • The rest of the time, I'll be with my friend Rich Stevens at the Dumbrella booth, which is number 1335. MC Frontalot is going to be there, too, so if you're looking to fill that final square on Nerd Bingo, come and see us.

Oh. I guess it would be useful to know what I'm taking with me to sign and sell, wouldn't it?

In addition to some 8x10s from Star Trek and Stand By Me, I'll have copies of The Happiest Days of Our Lives , which I'm kind of hoping will sell out.

I'll have a few copies of Dancing Barefoot and Just A Geek. I'll also have a few copies of Volume 2 of the Star Trek Manga. I won't have any copies of Volume 3 of the Star Trek Manga, but it's just been released, so I'm sure you'll be able to pick up a copy somewhere. If you bring it to the booth, I'm happy to sign it for you.

Finally, I will have copies of this year's Chapbook, which is called Sunken Treasure. What's that, you say? You don't know what that is? You don't have time to click a link, you say? Well, my lazy friend, allow me to show you part of the author's note:

Every summer, I make one of these limited chapbooks and take them with me on the inevitable summer convention tour. In the past, I’ve pulled material from whatever I’m working on, as sort of a fall preview, but this year the book I’m working on is so top secret, I’d have to print the chapbook on self-destructing paper, and while that would make it a very limited edition, the costs associated are kind of prohibitive.

So for 2008’s limited edition chapbook extravaganza, I’ve put together the first ever Wil Wheaton Sampler. With the help of my editor Andrew, who is a former ninja warrior and recreational time traveler, I’ve pulled together things I like from all three of my books, my blog, and this groovy collaborative fiction project I play with called Ficlets. I’ve also included, for the first time anywhere, one of the scripts I wrote for a sketch comedy show at the ACME Comedy Theater.

I am really proud of Sunken Treasure, and I think Andrew (my friend and editor) and I came up with something really special. I only sold about a dozen of them at San Jose Super-Con (there really weren't that many people there this year) and since I'm not welcome at the Creation convention in Vegas, the only places you can get copies of it will be Comic-Con and PAX. I'm anxious to get these little books out into the wild, though, so I hope you'll tell everyone you know, for a grand total of 150 people (you guys can coordinate this, right?) to come by the Dumbrella booth and check it out. It's so weird to make something I'm so proud of, and only get to share it with a handful of people so far.

I don't know if I'll be particularly motivated to post while I'm away. I'll likely be posting all sorts of things to Twitter, including where I am and when I'll be signing. There will also be pithy observations about my fellow geeks, so you don't want to miss that. Erm, provided I can avoid the fail whale, that is. Ahem.

The Internet is quiet as hell lately. I feel like I'm talking into an empty tube, so thanks for reading and commenting; it makes me feel a little less like a crazy old man with no pants standing on the corner ranting about the weather.

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Extra, Extra [Jul. 23rd, 2008|06:30 pm]
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CPS won't be seeking additional funding from increased in property taxes this year. But the operating budget is still over $5 billion. [Crain's]

The NTSB said today that there was a near collision between a commercial airliner and a private jet Monday at O'Hare. [Trib]

Who are the three people who think Todd Stroger's doing a good job? [Division Street]

Wow, international currencies are so much prettier than plain old dollars. [Colour Lovers]

Devis Hester didn't show up to Bears camp. Boo. [S-T]

The Neighbors Project interviews Beauty Turner, of Beauty's Ghetto Bus Tours. [TNP]


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[Jul. 23rd, 2008|04:54 pm]

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Is BaGG letting other clubs flyer there?

I remember awhile back they'd get upset about it, and even throw stacks of flyers away, but recently I've heard people have been doing so...?
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