I've been having some pretty annoying headaches, coming and going for the last few weeks. From merely slight pain to sheer debilitating agony, leaving me with little ability to concentrate and focus. I saw the doctor about it, and a bunch of tests are being processed, and I'm going for skull xrays to make sure nothing's severely wrong. I'm also ( Read more... )

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Was at a metal festival last weekend, and was planning to write something up on that. Unfortunately I had a sore throat when I left for the festival, and standing around in the pouring rain didn't do much to help it, so I haven't managed much sleep. So, I'll sip my tea and eat my vitamins and see if it's the swine flu.

Watching a documentary on the SR 71 Blackbird development. The project was originally named Arch Angel, as the U2 had been designated Angel on the project stage and they were aiming to go higher and faster. To put it conservatively, by Arch Angel 12, they succeeded. This airplane became the SR-71 Blackbird in US strategic service ( Read more... )

Just saw my first syphilis channel show, the pilot episodes of Warehouse 13 (although why it's not Warehouse 23 escapes me; someone must not have had their blue pill), and it was actually half decent. It was about as good as one can expect from a show of that kind, on that premise, trying to cater to a wide audience ( Read more... )

The creation of Weapon X, of Wolverine, has always made for a good story in the world of comix. There have been several tellings, and they've all had one thing in common ( Read more... )

Seriously, my first thought was "does that stand for syphilis?".

Just wrapped up the latest Andy McNab book, Troop Seven, which I picked up to pass some time during all the travel time one spends in London. It was nothing special, and I normally wouldn't mention reading it, but I read the last few chapters while munching down some Irish chow and a Guinness in a pub, and a trio of SAS guys spotted me doing so and ( Read more... )

It's rather a change for me to not have Internet at will, but only when I swing by the pub for a pint and sit around until I'm out of batteries. A good way to see how badly addicted to instant connectivity I am - and it appears I am, pretty badly. But it's going well despite this, since I'm busy with studies and learning all there is to know about ( Read more... )