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One small step for a man...
It's been a while, hasn't it? It looks like the last time I posted was... July of 2015, and jeepers, it's almost been a year! For the sake of something, I'm going to do a short update on my life, because, er, I assume you care. Maybe you don't - that's fine, too; I'm about to start writing again, because it is way past time. But if you do care, ( Read more... ) -
For Want of A Nail
I hear the steps before I see them and smile, adjusting myself, waiting for them to enter the room. Two slow, steady pacers and one much quicker one, occasionally skipping, or possibly trying to climb up the hospital walls, which his mother would not be happy with ( Read more... ) -
Whose woods these are I think I know...
He looks around him, at the verdant glade, at the tranquil pool, at his surroundings so teeming with life that everywhere he looks, there is green and glowing and growing things. The vines nearby dip into the water as if drinking from it, and he reaches out to touch one, and isn't surprised at all when it pulses under his fingertips, a heartbeat ( Read more... ) -
Shibusa
For cislynA long time ago, when dragons and demons roamed the lands of the Jade Empire, when Tang Seng had yet to make his Journey to the West with Song Wu Kong and Niulang had just fallen in love with Zhinu, there was a little boy growing up called Xiaodi - in our tongue, little brother ( Read more... ) -
Tiles
You remember the television broadcast, remember the world collectively holding its breath, remember the words as every person remembers them ( Read more... ) -
“men and melons are hard to know”
"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asks him as they lie together in bed, face to face, fingers interlaced ( Read more... ) -
lost the plot
A man stares at his desk. It's a nice desk, mahogany and huge and really probably an unnecessary purchase, but the unmistakable sign of someone that is Doing Well. He stares at the things surrounding the desk in his office - the bookcases, the high school trophies, the row of medals, the plaques and commendations and awards. He stares a bit at the ( Read more... ) -
musth
The phone rings, and rings again, and again, and finally goes to voicemail. This is Jared, a familiar voice tells him. I can't get to you right now, but let me know I can do and I'll be there to help. Leave a message!"Hey," he says, after the beep, "I wouldn't be calling you right now if I didn't need it really badly, but I've just been... it's ( Read more... ) -
the bystander effect
What do you fear more, she asks me, the long sleep or staying up with only a few others for company?
I shrug, and feel her irritation without turning around.
Come on, she says, but I shake my head, focusing on the grains of sand under my palms, on the sound of the waves seeking the beach, on the smell of- well, once, it would've been the salty, ( Read more... ) -
captcha the flag
Breaking in is a relatively simple matter: his personal network has, as usual, far fewer protections than the corporate network, and what would've taken a team, a couple of six-figure exploits, and three months takes me just over twenty minutes. With a port scanner, three programs, and a nice zero-day that I got as a favor, I'm root on his network ( Read more... )