Monthly Archives: December 2008

The benefits of Blagomuck

Among them: the certainty that Hopenchange is no more than the latest political babble. That business-as-usual, which is to say, corruption by career pols, is the order of the incoming Chicagoland presidential administration.

Aggie Band seniors

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More of the 9/11 generation, headed for commissions next June and ultimate deployment.

The Merchant Princes

I have read almost all of Charles Stross’s SF, so even though this series is more fantasy than SF, I decided to give it a try. I sort of cherry picked the first book I could find, the fourth one, actually, The Merchant’s War, which is about alternate universes. Three of them. The sword-and-sorcery dialogue was off-putting but the segments without it were compelling enough that I kept thinking about the plots I had read (not all of them, actually) long after I finished.

So I bought the first three installments, The Family Trade, The Hidden Family, and The Clan Corporate, and inhaled them in a week. The heroine is a bit annoying. Not an airhead, but a liberal ditherer who is accident-prone to say the least. But there are other main characters I find more satisfying. After the first three, I reread the fourth one, including the "by-your-leaves" and the "my lady" stuff, and finally understood it all. There’s even what looks like a new, interlocking plot to come that’s actually going to be SF. Alas, the fifth book in the series isn’t due out until April. I’ve preordered it. Waiting is going to be hard. Come on, Charles, hurry up and finish it, okay? (Looks like he has and he’s working on the sixth one, which will be the end. Oh, dear.)

Mrs. Charm

I’ve been considering this for a while now and I’ve finally decided to give Mr. Boy’s mom an anonymouse name of her own, instead of just referring to her as his mom, etc., which sounds sort of like I’m a stepdad, which is not the case. I will even give her a separate category of her own, so I can do posts on her doings, now and then. I did steal the name from the same nice blog where I filched the map of the "soler system," but there it’s Mr. Charm, so, their being of different genders, I doubt we’ll get them mixed up. In this blogosphere, we all learn from each other. More or less.

The shoe-thrower

It takes no courage at all to throw something at an American president, as VDH says. Real courage would be throwing a shoe at Saddam or any other Arab/Persian dictator. But that, of course, would get you a noose–if the security police let you live long enough to make it to the scaffold.

UPDATE:  Looks like he only got a beating. Tough cookies, Muntazer. Ah, but now he has a new excuse. The old assault-on-the-Koran libel. Bosh.

Reprieve from brrr

Finally, it’s warming up again at the rancho after a seemingly endless period of thrity-degree days and nights. But meteorologist Bob Rose says we’re due for more blasts of arctic cold this weekend and next week. How long, as AGW’s critics like to say, does the climate have to cool before the warmists recognize that Al Gore’s warnings are lies? Not to mention the hitherto unremarked but probable climatic effects of the solar wind’s surprise assault.

Brrr

It’s well below freezing out in the hills, with the twenty-three at Menard the lowest. Just thirty-one degrees at the rancho but we’re inside the urban heat island. Bit of freezing rain, but not enough to jog the gauges of the Lower Colorado River Authority, much less crack the regional drought.