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Since I have nothing to write about, I will answer this. I would be a smoker if it wasn't bad. I like the feel of smoking. I like my physical response to it. I will never be a smoker. I wouldn't want to live with a smoker. Hot girls who smoke create mixed feelings in me. I still know they are hot. I am attracted to them but I am repulsed by them at the same time. I wouldn't want to be in a relationship with a smoker but I might make an exception one day. I don't know if I could get past it. Actually, I know I wouldn't be able to handle it. Smoking is just too unhealthy and I wouldn't be able to accept it. Most of my best friends smoke. Smokers can shut up about rights. People's rights to not smoke are much more important than the right to consume a cancer causing drug. I have had too many people who smoked die on me from various cancers. Fuck smoking. | |
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| I definitely want to do an Ironman race in 2010. This year it wasn't there. Hopefully life can stabilize enough that I can put in the training and do the sport I love.
The last two year has let me know that it is Ironman or nothing if I want to be an athlete. | |
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| WARNING: The Surgeon General has determined that the following video will make you *ded* from teh cute:
Sure, everyone's posting this. But, OMG, you can't watch it too often.
Chris | |
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| Y'all know I have no interest whatsoever in video games. Since I don't watch much tv I don't see a lot of commercials... but today Robin is out skiing and I've taken over the ginormous television for non-movie purposes. And there's this ad for the Video Game Awards.
You'll have to check the commercial for details... what I remember is the draped flag rollout over the St Louis Arch ("I've been inside that!"), the Statue of Liberty ("I've been up there!"), and the Eiffel Tower ("I've been so inside that place!").
It ends with a drape over the Hollywood sign. Yeah. Been there.
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| I found the first online review of Albedo One #37 here (scroll to the entry for November 6th). It's in German, but my translator program tells me that the reviewer picked my story - "Offline" - as the best of the issue, which completely blew me away, considering the names on the ToC. In other news, I got slightly back into the writerly swing of things with a couple of submissions last night. | |
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| It totally slipped my mind that I have a book out today, 12/1! How quickly time creeps up on me. This one includes my gargoyle story entitled Stannis, which may or may not take place in the same New York City as the Simon Canderous series. It's almost a teaser for a much longer book that I simply haven't had the time to write. Also included in this anthology are stories by: Timothy Zahn, Mike Resnick, Margaret S. Lundock, Michael Stackpole, Marc Tassin, Judi Rohrig, Mickey Zucker Reichert, Steven Savile, Jackie Cassada, C.J. Henderson, Dean Leggett, Tim Waggoner, Bradley Beaulieu, Robert Wenzlaff, Linda Baker, Vicke Steger, and Brian M. Thomsen | |
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| So there's this local guy that has put up a billboard on a major highway to help him find true love. Which is all very nice. The billboard directs people to a website, where friends can recommend a woman for John. Also all very nice. What's a little...um....controlling? Overplanned? On the webpage he outlines the first date, then the second date, then the third date, then the fourth date. (The fourth date I kinda like cause it involves a day spa and pampering. I'm all about day spas. But that is just me.) http://helpjohnfindlove.com/Dates.htmlYou will notice the complete lack of input from the woman on what she might like to do. On taking a closer look, I see that these planned dates are actually semi-advertisements for various Winter Park/north Orlando businesses, and that he's suggesting that restaurants and bars contact him to be listed as potential date locations, which is also all very nice, but might - just might - explain why this guy is using billboards to find true love. | |
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| Five muses pay homage to one of their own muses with both poetry and prose. An introduction by Greer Gilman is followed by four poems, one each by J.C. Runolfson, Sonya Taaffe, Francesca Forrest and Erik Amundsen, works inspired by the song Midnight Feast by Lal Waterson. Lal's voice has the same quality as that of Buffy Sainte-Marie, a woman who has rocked my world since I first saw her perform in 1982. That quality is one of winds and wilds, of woman at her fiercest.  This miniature book will be made of sea and sky. Feathers and shells for the cover on a background of paper dyed to look like blue slate. Four color photographs of the sea compliment each poem as they spread across the pages, like the ocean itself lapping up the shore. This one is being printed this week. We're doing 33 of these, so I can't really guess at when they'll be done, but I can assure you that they will be well worth the wait. | |
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| * Red Leicester (BEST ENGLISH CHEESE EVAR!) * Red cabbage (with bacon, which is kind of reddish) * My new red shirt with Emma Goldman stenciled on (by KMStitchery) As you were... | |
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| No sooner did I make that last post than the gadgets arrived in the post, bringing with them much hilarity in the form of the attending literature. My personal favorite:
"To help avoid over usage of the mini cigarette, should you smoke it more than sixteen times in one minute, the light at the end will flash for about 4 seconds, warning you to reduce your usage."
The bold is mine, obviously, because sixteen times in one minute is just... do people really smoke that much? In one minute? Good grief. Also, "if you inhale continuously on the cigarette for more than 5 seconds..." Who does that? If you smoke like that, don't bother with these. There is no hope for you.
Is there hope for me? We'll see. I'm going to charge one up and give it a go. | |
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| For Christmas, or not really for Christmas but because we care, Dis and I have treated ourselves to electronic cigarettes. My LJ profile says "I smoke when I want to" and that used to be the case, before I became a raving addict as anyone who smokes eventually does. It then became "I smoke when I need to" and for me, using the word "need" to describe a thing that isn't really needed is just daft. It rings false and there is no logic to it, and I like logic. My logic, anyway. I also like Dis, a lot, and I'd like him to be around for as long as possible. I know he returns the sentiment. Also, since we have decided that our wild youths are over, it is time to let go of some of the wilder things we do. Like smoking cigarettes. These little gadgets are the first step. I won't lie, this whole idea was inspired mostly by jaylake, who has been bravely documenting and dealing with cancer for some time now. His journal of late has been... I don't know. I don't have the words. It just made me realize that yeah, now is the time. He doesn't know me and I don't know him, but such is the power of LJ, that one story can affect you so deeply that it causes you to change your own. | |
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| MDB's mom died this morning and I feel awful for him, even though it was expected, it still sucks. And KK's aunt died last week, also expected also sucks and I feel bad for my adopted folk there in N'Awlins. Dear Universe, may we please have a happy holiday next? Thank you in anticipation of goodness to come. | |
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| WOW! Just an hour or so ago, on my way home after class and picking up the last of the big donation to the Center, I saw a bright fireball transform over a period of a second or two into a streaming green streak across the sky. AMAZING! It went from bright white to vivid green, as if a lurid painter had broken open a lightbulb and painted phosphorescent pigment across the sky, which glowed for a few seconds afterward. It looked sort of like this, only more dramatic:  What a treat after a massively long day! Somewhere east of Lawrence, Kansas, a pile of space-debris lay smoking in the dry soil. Chris | |
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| I can't seem to fly nonstop from Texarkana to N'Awlins and the flights that do go to N'Awlins, go through Dallas and sometimes Dallas AND Miami and not for under $300 and DAMMIT this is fucking up my plans, ya bastards. | |
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| From the time we're born, we're conditioned...We don't even know it. Each generation is fed until they become old enough to even possibly understand that they are slaves..that's right about the time they further enslave us with their capitalist system. It's a never ending cycle. They make us work to ensure that illusion gets fed to the next generation and the next so that they too become slaves...an endless battle of will..fought on the battlefield of our mind... | |
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| 1397 pages left.
Read Act III.5 and IV.1 of The Merry Wives of Windsor. | |
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| Stolen in whole from jpsorrow
The "Last Hurrah!" SigningWaldenbooks @ The Oakdale MallReynolds Rd., Binghamton, NY December 5th, 2009 Noon-4pm Gift-wrapping available!Featuring: Patricia Bray; S.C. Butler; Barbara Campbell;Laura Anne Gilman; Jackie Kessler; Joshua Palmatier; Anton Strout And if you aren't certain what books are up for grabs, here's a list of all of our books in print and available through the store: Patricia Bray: The Sword of Change series: Devlin's Luck, Devlin's Honor, Devlin's Justice; The Chronicles of Josan series: The First Betrayal, The Sea Change, The Final Sacrifice S.C. Butler: The Stoneways Trilogy: Reiffen's Choice, Queen Ferris, The Magicians' Daughter Barbara Campbell: The Trickster's Game series: Heartwood, Bloodstone, Foxfire Laura Anne Gilman: The Retrievers series: Staying Dead, Curse the Dark, Bring It On, Burning Bridges, Free Fall, Blood From Stone; The Vineart War series: Flesh and Fire Jackie Kessler: Hell on Earth series: Hell's Belles, The Road to Hell, Hotter Than Hell; Black and White (with Caitlin Kittredge) Joshua Palmatier: The Throne of Amenkor Trilogy: The Skewed Throne, The Cracked Throne, The Vacant Throne Anton Strout: The Simon Canderous series: Dead To Me, Deader Still | |
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