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Disappeared

I am science hero. I am ninja....

CFP2002

I've just been awarded a stipend to attend the CFP2002 conference in April in San Francisco. CFP stands for Computers, Freedom, and Privacy, and guests include the attorney general of California, the chairman of the Federal Trade Commission, and science fiction author Bruce Sterling. Topics include constitutional law, the Electronic Communications Privacy Act, efforts to create a national identity card, restrictions on information in the wake of September 11, hacktivism (hacking in the name of activism--in this case, human rights), intellectual property, and public records versus personal privacy. I'm really excited about this. I can't believe they awarded me money!

Famous!

Very cool. Scroll to the addendum.

VD

So, my clock tells me it's Valentine's Day. I'm hungry and I'm craving chocolate. What's that chemical in chocolate that stimulates the same pleasure centers in the brain that love does? Closest I'm coming this Valentine's Day. So I turn to ingredients onhand. Baker's Unsweetened. Ghirardelli cocoa. (Can't spell it; too lazy to look it up.) Milk. Sugar. So, melt up a couple squares of Baker's, stir in a hint of butter, let it all melt. Teaspoon of vanilla extract. Cinammon would be nice now if I had it. A pinch of chili powder will do. Stir stir stir. Oops, getting thick. Back into the micronuker. Pour in some milk and sugar. Stir stir stir stir. Milk enough for a mugfill, stir stir. Heat up. Oops. Boilover. Messy micronuker! It's not perfect, but it's perfectable. I really should tinker around with this; it's damned yummy.

Blimey

Blimey. KICK IN THE GROIN! It's 95% kick in the groin and 5% michael dietsch. So the internet says KICK IN THE GROIN is better. Use this information wisely. Sigh.... That's what the women say, too.

Kill Yer Fuckin' Boyfriend

Oh, by the way, don't piss me off. If you go looking at that description of Kill Your Boyfriend I've linked to, don't piss me off. Grant Morrison wrote it in early Spring 1994. Note the following release dates: Natural Born Killers (August 26, 1994)
Pulp Fiction (October 14, 1994) Call it Tarantino-esque, and I will sterilize you.

Headspace

I'm in a headspace. I have a weird soup coursing through my veins. Ingredients: Caffeine; Kill Your Boyfriend; "I Wanna Be Your Dog"; Hammett's hardon, hard-boiled Continental Op. I want to tear the roof off the world and fuck God while he sleeps. If I had a tumor, I'd name it Marla.

Heath

One good blog turn deserves another. Over a month after he posted it, I discovered that I'd been cited in another person's Web log. Surprising. His facts are a little off, of course, since I travel from Indiana, not to Indiana, but it's still damned cool. Heath's blog. Heath's forum.

Naked Tiff!

I have no idea what to think of this news: Former pop star Tiffany graces Playboy's pages

Chair-tee!

Charity Larrison needs a gig. In fact, I wish I were a publisher so I could publish her. I wish there were more sequential fiction on her site (that is, comic strips that tell a story), but the pinups and single figures are lovely. Update (6/21/04): Charity's here now.