The leaves are turning orange, Alberto, last year's Christmas tree, is still alive and it's around 16 celsius, so like summer in Scotland. Carol's off playing Threads (a long-running LARP that I find uninteresting) so it's time for a catch-up session.

I'm off to Atlanta on Wednesday for a retreat (if we call them "meetings" they have to take place ( Read more... )

It's been months, but not a lot's happened; I've been to Ohio, Carol's been to London, I'm being sent to Atlanta in November and -- probably -- Boston in February so the HIV treatment research bean-counting continues ( Read more... )

It's kind of crappy in DC's suburbs at the moment. Very hot and entirely too sticky with choking air that burns the eyes and throat and feels thick enough to spread with a knife. Maryland has a staggering assortment of vile weather; even Spring is ruined by clouds of pollen that fall from the sky like snot ( Read more... )

I'm a bit worried about Alberto the tree, whom I repotted about an hour ago. We got him for Christmas, and he may have died when we saved him from the waist high snow that accumulated on our balcony. Most of him is brown, but I'm hoping that he'll pull through in the milder weather. Naturally, as he came from Wholefoods, a Texas-based national ( Read more... )

In theory, I'm writing a GURPS adventure to run at Relaxacon (a laid-back residential convention in Delaware, run by the same people who let me play Titus Pullo last September) in practice, besides humming a song that's getting very heavy airplay, I'm pondering a bit of research my employers (technically, I'm an employee-owner, but that's an ( Read more... )

When I worked for the toxic University of Texas at El Paso (which shortens to CRAPTEP) I posted to LJ almost every day. Now I hardly ever do. Part of it is that I was bored and miserable at CRAPTEP, but the main bit is that the jerrybuilt faux-Bhutanese tier 4 shithole didn't have any real online security or browsing policy, while my current ( Read more... )

So anubisgrrl is out and, after re-watching La fille de D'Artagnan, I've been watching stuff on YouTube. Principally Paul Rogers and his soundalike Danny Bowes. Then more Rogers. It disturbs me that he performed for Tony Blair, but more so that he looks a bit like David Duchovny.

Neither of us remembers putting Reefer Madness: the Musical on our Netflix queue, but we're both glad that it made it there.

Well worth renting, perhaps even buying. Here's a sample:

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I'm going off for two days of hot HIV treatment research action now (I'm "working from home" at the moment, so that I'm freshish for the two-hour plenary session ( Read more... )

I've just finished reading Neal Stephenson's Anathem, bought, as I might have mentioned already in Las Vegas ( Read more... )

Someone's remade The Prisoner. It has children in it. And Gandalf.