FSU PhD

Scrolling through my camera roll looking for a cool mouse I saw on a rack somewhere (the clicky kind, not the “eats all my cheese”-kind [related: I have no cheese]), having to get past all the UK shots, which I plan on doing a post about before too long, and . . . found this,

Close Encounters of the Spielberg Kind

Anybody remember Taken (2002), that limited series Spielberg produced? Or was associated with somehow, it’s all kind of blurry now. Really cool and quite terrifying show, anyway. Reason I’m thinking of it’s that, in Disclosure Day, the aliens visit people by taking on the form of animals—really sort of nerve-wracking animals at that: the fox*

Blue Butterfly Land

posting this from, as Dire Straits calls it, “London town”: Was thinking about doing some animal-specific version of these posts, so kept these a bit separate. Probably won’t, though. But . . . I might keep a little sub-section here sometimes?

Will Rogers!

The Buffalo Hunter Hunter gets a Will Rogers Medallion Award:

Two Trophies, One Amazing Night

Stayed up all night in Edinburgh, Scotland to watch these two ceremonies. So, so honored for The Buffalo Hunter Hunter to have somehow won both a Bram Stoker Award and a Nebula Award. Did some light searching on a train, and it looks like maybe only one other novel’s ever won both? Cool. As for

Locus Award for Good Stab!

Maggie and Sara kill it as MCs, there’s so many good acceptance speeches, cool keynotes, and Connie Willis is, as always, hilarious: Here’s the trophy: Such an unexpected honor.

How to know you’re living right

Friends at cons give you the actual knife FROM this: from there to my hotel room: And . . . probably going to have to check my bag to get home, now. Also, keeping this friend close to the vest, as he probably doesn’t want to be the Connection . . .

Fango’s Top 100 Horror Films

If only I had room, ANYWHERE, for this excellent poster (someone just gave me an 8 x 11 thing I’m putting in a frame, and cannot find even enough wall space for that). And? Looks like Martyrs is the only one I haven’t seen, here. It’s not that I don’t like grueling. I mean, okay,

From the Camera Roll

Couple months back, my back went out, I decided I did not prefer my back going out—weird, I know—so . . . figured why not do a plank or two? Starting out, thirty seconds was a push. But, now, things are getting better. Or, worse? That last minute’s never easy. Not sure I want to

Blue Butterfly Land

just some skeets (“posts,” what? maybe I’m not current) from BlueSky I thought hilarious, or true, or both (related: I’m definitely not current).

See you in the UK

Taking a jaunt through the UK, signing up all those books. See you there, maybe.

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