I spit my drink in a reflex action ( Read more... )

He slapped his hands together and wiped from them years of accrued imaginary dust. Also, he grinned. Let's not forget how he grinned, how very widely he smiled without opening his mouth. Then he turned, quite satisfied, and walked down the mall, hands in his pockets -- but in a sassy sort of way ( Read more... )

It's been precisely one month since my bone-chilling brush with the strongest suggestion I've ever had of actual time travel by a human being, and that eerie feeling that something is very off is creeping up my spine once more. The event... simply went beyond the realm of coincidence and stretched the imagination for a moment in time. Were I a man ( Read more... )

What a great week this is already turning out to be. I pwned some noobs, found two precious lost items, put a couple of wild western outlaws in their place, met one of my childhood heroes, and rubbed elbows with luminaries of science, academia, and journalism. Also, Al Gore was a few yards away from me, for those of you who are into that sort of ( Read more... )

Lately my mind has been consumed by thoughts of the technological singularity said to be in the future. In a nutshell, this is the time when humanity creates artificial intelligence that outdoes it in every way. This will have a profound impact on our way of life, for better or (perhaps unimaginably) worse. Are we ready for such an event? I'm not ( Read more... )

I am facing a minor crisis ( Read more... )

Oh, what I intend to do with those materials. What I intend to change.

There is already a song ready...

A thousand tales and quotes and lives. No, more.

I can't believe Steve Irwin is really dead. I had always wanted to meet him. This development has left me immensely sad. Dead at 44. Impaled by a sting ray. Admittedly, the man played with fire more often than most, but among all the people in the industrialized world... he was out there doing something. And contributing to both science and his ( Read more... )

I can't believe what's happening.

It's been hours since I last saw Jill and Wesker. Richard is a different story entirely...

Can't write much now... I can hear those things.... They're out there... Coming...

Somehow, I will figure out what's going on in this God-forsaken mansion.