Part-time prevaricator
Apparently this is a visualization (from Wordle) of my short story Resurrection Radio, mapping the 1000 most used words in the story. Larger words appear more often in the text. It seems my POV character mentions his friend Kayla’s name an awful lot.
“Grand Design” Spiral Galaxy M81
From TopTechWriter.US’s Flickr photostream.
Via a cow-orker: Our world* may be a giant hologram.
“…[Y]ou can think of the universe as a sphere whose outer surface is papered in Planck length-sized squares, each containing one bit of information.”
Well, maybe you can. I can’t. Not yet, anyways.
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* If by “world” we mean “Universe”.
It just keeps growing like a hydra. Here are the latest three books:
Not pictured: The last Bartimaeus novel; Rainbows End by Vinge; a graphic novel about Louis Riel; an epic poem; The Bears’ Famous Invasion of Sicily; and a bunch I can’t even remember right now.
It was all about the naps
and the foxy boxing.
Happy 2009.
On our way home from the 12/31 -> 1/1 festivities last night — K driving, because I’d had more than just a taste of my brother-in-law’s brandy slush — we passed a road blanketed in soft new snow, with just one solitary set of tracks down its centre. It struck me as the most perfect metaphor for a new year: a trail undiscovered, waiting. In three hundred sixty-odd days it’ll be deeply rutted, heavily traveled, alive only in memory. But right now it’s full of untapped potential.
I wanted to ask K to stop the car so I could take a picture. But it was 2:30 in the morning, so I didn’t, and now I feel a kind of gentle regret. So here’s a hundred or so words to try and take the place of a photo.
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De bon matin j’ai rencontré le train
De trois grands rois qui allaient en voyage
De bon matin j’ai rencontré le train
De trois grands rois dessus le grand chemin.Venaient d’abord les gardes du corps
Des gens armés avec trente petits pages
Venaient d’abord les gardes du corps
Des gens armés dessus leur justaucorps- 2 -
Puis sur un char doré de toutes parts
On voit trois rois modestes comme d’anges
Puis sur un char doré de toutes parts
Trois rois debout parmi les étendards.L’étoile luit et les rois conduit
Par longs chemins devant une pauvre étable
L’étoile luit et les rois conduit
Par longs chemins devant l’humble réduit.- 3 -
Au Fils de Dieu qui naquit en ce lieu
Ils viennent tous présenter leurs hommages
Au Fils de Dieu qui naquit en ce lieu
Ils viennent tous présenter leurs doux voeux.De beaux présents: or, myrrhe et encens
Ils vont offrir au Maître tant admirable
De beaux présents: or, myrrhe et encens
Ils vont offrir au bienheureux Enfant.
On the way home from Christmas celebrations, we* were listening to CBC. They played a French Christmas concert, featuring “Le marche des rois” (above), as well as my favourite carol in either language, “Ça bergers, assemblons-nous”.
Hope everyone had a merry Christmas.
* Well, one of us was listening, and one of us was sleeping.
Let there be slack.
This is not a political blog, nor will it become one, but:
Stephen Harper appoints senators
“Stephen Harper keeps telling Canadians to tighten their belts,” said NDP democratic reform critic David Christopherson. “But these 18 unelected senators will cost the taxpayer over $6 million a year. When will the Conservatives start practising what they preach?”
All day it’s been the Solstice, and I only just noticed now. From here on out, the days get longer.
Woo hoo!