some good things

Jun. 4th, 2026 11:41 pm
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  1. was invited to read A Bedtime Story :)
  2. fresh new bedlinen
  3. Eating More Food has in fact fixed the muscle soreness, again
  4. successfully achieved a favour for a person (via venturing into the Warhammer shop halfway down the hill)
  5. after the torrential rain, the sunset

52/455-456: Steamy

Jun. 4th, 2026 06:50 am
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The heat has taken me to annual hell, and I have come very close to total non-functionality. Uneaten foods clogging the refrigerator will prevent me from buying as much stuff as usual when I shop this week (tomorrow, in fact— how time flies when the air threatens to spontaneously burst into flame!)

Anyway, two days have sort of passed while I've been sentiently comatose, which is the state of having your brain turned off while feeling every scrap of misery to which the world is subjecting your flesh. I sleep fitfully and wake with as much discomfort as I've ever experienced. So far I haven't turned on the air conditioner, partly because I want to avoid the expense, and partly because my brain just isn't focused enough to do it. I think today might be the day it finally gets its act together long enough to prevent my death by heat stroke.

The middle of next week is to bring brief near-respite, being two days with highs in the seventies, and one of which has a possibility of morning showers. This is not the goodish news it might seem. Rain on warm days this time of year too often is accompanied by electrical activity, and that could mean wildfires get started.
And then four days after the showers will be the first day in the forecast with a high of 100. The dreaded triple-digits are here! And it will be followed by a nocturnal low of 68, which doesn't qualify as actually low at all.

This when I start thinking of San Francisco, with its lovely, cool summer fogs. I try not to recall its exorbitant year-round prices. Or how much I hate traveling. Oh well, maybe Safeway will finally have my donuts in stock again. Something I can eat without even turning on the microwave.

Jaunting out for cultural reasons

Jun. 4th, 2026 02:41 pm
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Some years ago I advised a composer who was composing an opera about A Historical Figure about whom I am something of a Nexpert, and I am now on their mailing list and get info on their current activities and broadcasts and so on -

And I was invited to the Private View of this, taking place at a venue which is only a reasonable bus-ride and short walk away.

Also giving me the chance to see a small part of the nearish locality with which I am relatively unfamiliar, and which has its charms.

I am not sure I was entirely enthused by the artworks - there was one installation of ceramics where I wished I had someone there to whom I could murmur that they had an urgent phallic look -

My main problem with the venue, however, was the acoustics - I think it was the kind of space where once you got a certain mass of people conversing it would always have been a bit trying for me and my hearing aids, but combined with the ambient music coming out of the various speakers, not optimal at all. (Though maybe its own soundscape....)

I don't think there was anyone there I knew besides The Composer - mostly of a younger generation and art/music people rather than groves of academe - and I didn't really get into much chat, but I did get 2 admiring comments on the green hair streaks and 1 compliment to my pendant (which I think I got at Wiscon, unless it was 4th St?).

However, I have had a sweet email from The Composer thanking me for coming.

Roadside treasure [bicycling]

Jun. 4th, 2026 09:25 am
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The most treacherous road on my commute home includes a small uphill, then a slightly larger downhill, then the largest uphill climb of the ride. For around the last 6 months, there has been a tree branch that's about as thick around as my thumb that has been protruding out over the narrow shoulder right at eye level as I bike. Most of the time when it's light out, I see it and move further into the lane, but when it was dark in the winter sometimes I would forget about it and a flinch at the moment I'm trying to build speed for the uphill is dangerous, to say nothing of face lacerations from actual contact with the branch, or potentially winding up in the steep ditch.

Tuesday morning on my way biking to rowing practice, I glanced down at the gutter on a street next to our house, and noticed a nice pair of gardening hand pruners lying there, so I circled back and picked them up. My father would call items of this sort, "Roadside Treasure," and he is not wrong.

I figure if God sends people signs, no one could ever hope for a sign any more clear than that.

The hand pruners were deployed along multiple sections of that road's shoulder on the ride home. That road's shoulder is not more than 6 inches wide at its widest, and the road is curvy with 40 mph speed limits. People who drive and commute regularly on the road almost certainly know of me bicycling on it by now, but that doesn't make it pleasant when someone impatient wants to pass me and I need to be located where a motor vehicle's right wheel usually travels.

I'll get to test my handiwork on tonight's commute home.

Zeppelin (1983)

Jun. 4th, 2026 08:15 am
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Something you realize when researching games made by trans people is that in the early days of video games, there were a lot of trans women in the industry who hadn't transitioned yet. Much of the time, when I'm looking into a game from the 1970s or 1980s and see a woman's name listed in the credits online, that's not the name she was credited under when the game came out.

Such is the case with Cathryn Mataga, who created several games for Synapse Software under her former name in the early 1980s. She transitioned in the mid/late 1980s and moved into a more behind-the-scenes role, with extensive programming credits through the 1990s and 2000s, notably on the groundbreaking Neverwinter Nights (1991), the first graphical MMORPG.

But today I'm going to talk about Zeppelin (1983), a multidirectional shooter she developed at Synapse for Atari 8-bit systems.

zeppelin carrying a giant key flies through pixel caverns dodging enemy airships and shooting a hole in a vertical barrier

This game is not to be confused with Zeppelin (1982) from Microvations, nor with Zeppelin Rescue (1983) from Intercept Software, nor with Zeppelin! (1994) from Ikarion Software. Those are all unrelated games, which I guess either reflect the dominance of zeppelins in the cultural zeitgeist of the late 20th century, or else the fact that it's easier to get a game to look right when you're piloting a vehicle that's kind of slow and cumbersome to operate.

cut for length )

You can play Zeppelin in your browser on the Internet Archive. On the title screen you have to press F1 to start the game, and you use the numpad to control it. If you can. Playing with a joystick might be easier, but that's beyond my level of Atari emulation expertise.

Mickey 17

Jun. 4th, 2026 10:26 am
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Mickey Barnes and Timo join an expedition to the planet Niflheim, hoping to outrun a murderous loan-shark. The hapless Mickey signs up as an "Expendable", not realising this means he will have his memories uploaded to a computer and then be made to do all sorts of hazardous work, getting cloned/printed afresh every time he dies. He rapidly makes his way up to Mickey 17 before being abandoned in an ice ravine...

The expedition is led by a feeble but egotistical white supremacist whose followers (who make up a sizeable chunk of the expedition crew) wear red hats; and that is about as subtle as the politics of this film gets. It has a number of Points To Make, and it does so with some vigour.

A bunch of the plot doesn't hold up if you look at it hard spoilers ), and sometimes the plot was deeply predictable spoilers ). There were bits that were too cringey for me, but I have abnormally low tolerance for cringe.

But I think my main problem with Mickey 17 was that I didn't find myself caring about the plot very much - something about the whole thing kept breaking my suspension of disbelief, and I found myself thinking "this is a very silly movie" rather than getting caught up in what was happening. Possibly because too many of the characters' choices seemed inexplicable? Anyhow, my least liked of the Hugo films this year so far (and there's only 1 left).

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Jun. 4th, 2026 09:46 am
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Happy birthday, [personal profile] starlady!
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I am going to lead, moderately emphatically, with: this is not a recommendation for this book (which in any case I haven't finished). The strapline is "how successful couples turn conflict into connection"; it was published in 2024. As [personal profile] recessional has pointed out to me, some of what's going on is that their target audience is specifically people who are treating each other shittily but don't want to break up/divorce/etc, and do want to learn to do better, but don't have the tools for how.

I, however, am very much coming from a perspective of being much more inclined to push for, if not breakups, the idea that there exists unacceptable behaviour one gets to just nope out over, and also of the tradition of DBT workbooks where there is a heavy emphasis on explicitly acknowledging, out loud, with your words, that the shit you just did is not okay.

All of this having been said, there are two things about this book (so far) that I Must Share.

The first is about a tool the (Schwarz) Gottmans' research group uses. Their research group, for context, is called the Love Lab.

Much of the data and observations about couples in conflict in this book comes from our decades of work in the Love Lab and from other important and groundbreaking observational studies by ourselves and other researchers. But now we are getting even more sophisticated and granular information from the AI we trained with John's emotional coding system, called SPAFF, short for Specific Affect Coding System.

... the second, I say, moving swiftly on, is that a little further on in the book I have encountered a genuinely new-to-me evopsych argument: that because of evolutionary pressures it is men who get Extremely Emotional very quickly, and take a long time to calm back down and reach a point where they can engage rationally again!

... At this point: He's flooded. She's flooded. Both hearts are hammering hard; adrenaline is zinging through their veins. Stan's physiological response has ratcheted up and overwhelmed him even faster than Susan's, and he'll take a lot longer to come down from it.

Here's why: For evolutionary reasons having to do with protecting the tribe and hunting dangerous animals for food, our prehistoric male ancestors gained a survival advantage by being able to quickly mount and sustain an adrenaline-packed response to danger. Those with this rapid response were better able to fight off enemies and hunt for food, and because they were better survivors, their genes were more likely to get passed down and eventually inherited by our men today. That kind of enduring fight-or-flight response might have helped Stan's distant ancestors survive, but it isn't doing him any favors now.

tl;dr for all that I regularly kind of want to throw it across the room there are some amazing moments in this thing. I'm only about halfway through! WHO KNOWS what wonders await me!!!

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The tab situation doesn't bear thinking about. I have so many tabs open with posts I want to reply to. I don't know how good my odds are of getting through them, friends. :/

Our Monday morning dental appointments were scheduled to start at 9 AM. At about 7:57, we got a call canceling them because the hygienist was out sick; someone from the front desk made the successful effort to call us before the office opened in hopes of catching us before we made the drive, which we appreciated. (Shame about the four-hour carshare booking we still had to pay for. Ah, well.) So that's unfortunate, but I'm glad the hygienist did call out rather than sharing air with patients. I've rebooked us for next month, and here's hoping local covid levels will still be low then.

Suddenly we're having weather that actually feels like early summer, at least during the day. Still not entirely confident that there won't be frosts at all, but nonetheless, Friday we're hoping to venture out and buy tomato seedlings and more soil to plant them in. We still have a heap of fabric plant pots of a few sizes (which we need to shake out and inspect in case something has somehow gone horribly wrong with them during their several years of disuse, and replace if need be, but here's hoping not) and several tomato ladders to put to use.

(That "hoping to venture out" uncertainty is primarily because we're both taking the day off, but gambling and not booking a carshare in advance so that we don't have to commit to a departure time or try to guess how long we'll be out. Hopefully on a weekday we'll be able to get a flex car--that is, a first-come-first-served car that you can just park anywhere in ~the zone~ [which doesn't include our place, but comes fairly close, so there are quite often cars parked right along its border] when you're done with it, leaving it up for grabs--without too much trouble.)

A random garden-adjacent thing that keeps annoying me even though there's nothing to be done about it: given last year's drought situation, I keep having the thought of buying some sort of rain barrel. But the roof of the townhouse row is flat and all of the rainwater channels down into the drains through the building, so there's no spout or anything where the water can actually be caught. Alas. So I wish the notion would stop popping into my head as if it's something we've never considered.
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What I read

Finished Persuasion - but felt a bit out of sync with the online reading.

Then I went on to something Entirely Different: my interest was aroused by [personal profile] rydra_wong posting about Rachel Rosen's Cascade (2022) and Blight (2025) (The Sleep of Reason, #1 and #2), so I went and discovered that the ebooks could be obtained directly from the small Canadian press in question. Got stuck into Cascade and while I would not have thought I was up for grim eco/magical dystopia with festering political intrigue before everything goes to hell, I was absolutely gripped.

Pretty much the only reason I then read LM Chilton, I Think We Should Kill Other People (2026) was I had finished that and had not yet downloaded Blight. This was a not entirely happy mashup of rom-com (this part I thought worked least well), serial killer, and version of 'cut-off country-house' mystery (small airport shut down in middle of snowstorm trapping relevant characters), with added 'reality tv show that includes AI setting' and 'comic intentions'.

On the go

Have now gone on to Blight and may be some time (these are not your slender novellas).

Up next

Alexis Hall, Father Material arrived this week; also KJ Charles, How To Fake It In Society is currently a Kobo deal so have also got that on the ereader.

Still have not yet got to Slightly Foxed, and the latest Literary Review recently arrived.

52/453-454: Swelter

Jun. 2nd, 2026 07:49 pm
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The heat is back with Drumph-scale vengeance, and I've spent the last couple of days cocooned indoors with windows and blinds closed until well after sunset. I'm still miserable, of course, but at least I don't have to squint, except for that brief time when I must go out to check the mailbox. I try to leave that until dusk, to minimize my exposure to light.

Right now, my computer is giving me the weather in Sacramento, where it thinks I am, and where it is 69 degrees and clear. My telephone, which knows I am in the mini-metropolis, truthfully informs me that it is still 82 degrees, which is getting close to the indoor temperature, which is currently 80. I should be able to open the windows and turn on the fan in about an hour. I hope I can stay awake until then. If I fall asleep, which the heat is seducing me to do, I won't get the job done, and I'll end up sleeping in a sea of my own sweat until after midnight. I hate summer.

One pleasant thing happened. A web site suggested I listen to music by a guy named Tigran Hamasyan, so I did, and it turns out he writes piano stuff like he's channeling the ghost of Eric Satie but with occasional side trips to middle eastern jazz. I actually like the stuff, and I'm exploring more of his pieces. Here is my favorite so far, one called Lilac:

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The dilemma: the Postal Service's song Such Great Heights. Is the line "they will see us waving" or "they won't see us waving". On listening to the official release, it's pretty swallowed and I go either way although I think "they will" makes more sense in context.

Lyrics videos differ.

Live version, 2013 sounds a lot like "won't". Okay but that has instruments, let's pull up an unplugged... okay that's "will". But that's 2023 and also it is common for bands in general to sing lyrics differently live.

There's also a known issue with several artists, of which I will not name names (Bob Dylan), where the official lyrics are clearly different from what is sung in the officially recorded version, so I'm hesitant in this case to trust any lyrics websites without knowing where they're scraping it from.

I assume at some point, this was officially clarified?

I can't even list this under my misheard lyrics nonsense, this one is not my fault and it has been not my fault for 23 years. I really think it's "will" but "won't" is a very cromulent hearing of their pronunciation.

new sandals

Jun. 2nd, 2026 07:50 pm
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I went to REI this afternoon to buy sandals, and I found a pair that suits me. They're Tevas, and if I'm satisfied after wearing them a few times, I'm going to order another pair in a different color (these are basic black).

I tried on several other shoes, which ranged from not quite right to just weird (a pair of Birkenstocks that had their arch supports in a really weird place relative to my feet).

Having found a pair that I thought fit, I walked down and then up a flight of stairs, as a test, and they were fine. I try not to climb a lot of stairs, but some are unavoidable, and it seemed like a useful test.

I'd been a little worried that there wouldn't be anything left in my size, since we're well into the time of year when a lot of people are wearing sandals, but REI clearly thinks it's still sandal season, along with hiking and running shoe season.

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This is part 3 of my book club notes on This All Come Back Now. [Part 1, part 2.] With this meeting we hit a slump of stories that no one really liked, which is too bad, because due to scheduling issues we may not be able to meet again for a bit. Hopefully when we return we'll find some stories that are more to our taste.


"Snake of Light" by Loki Liddle (2021)

A man runs into trouble with some toughs at a bar, but he has powers they didn't bargain for. )


"Your Own Aborigine" by Adam Thompson (2021)

A law is passed that Aboriginal people can't receive welfare unless they're 'sponsored' by a white Australian. )


"Five Minutes" by John Morrissey (2022)

An editor working on an Aboriginal folktale collection tries to write a SF story about an alien race returning for a weapons cache they hid under Australia billions of years ago. )


"When From" by Merryanna Salem (2022)

A woman is recruited for a secret time travel project to research Australian history for a movie studio. )
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For the past year, I've had students helping me with two projects to characterize leafcutter ant worker size variation. The first project involved working with ants from a larger experiment where I fed colonies diets that contained different amounts of protein, carbohydrate, and phosphorus, and was partly motivated by a preliminary finding that the amount of cellulose in the food used to provision the leafcutter fungus can cause colonies to produce smaller workers.

Anyway, the challenge with the first project is that my overall sample size is ~80 leafcutter ant colonies. If I want to characterize worker size variation, I need to measure some number of ants from each of those 80 colonies. For a fairly arbitrary reason, I've mostly been measuring ~96 worker ants per colony. Now, do the math: 80 x 96 is 7,680 ants. If it takes around 3 minutes to measure each ant (rough estimate), that's 384 hours of work, or 9.6 weeks of measuring ants for 40 hours a week, without any breaks.

For that reason, I put off attempting measurements until I had a crew of students in need of a straightforward research project. I had that crew last summer, for a month. In that time period, we got through around 50 out of the 80 colonies.

Yesterday, I finally managed to finish the first stage of the measurement process for the last 16 colonies, weighing the ants, one by one.

Here's my little corner weighing station:
Weighing ants

And a close-up of a small dish of the ants. Probably around 200 ants, in this case.
Weighing ants

Manipulating individual dried, brittle ants without damaging them requires some good fine-motor skills. After I weigh each ant, I've been putting her into her own well in a 96-well plate (to the right in the photo), which now helps you understand where the number 96 comes from.

But body weight is only half of the equation. The other half of the equation involves measuring each ant's head width - the general proxy for an ant's overall body size.

The materials needed to measure ant head widths are far more portable than the ant weighing station, however, so it's likely I'll be carting these ants along with me to Arizona this summer!

Oh - the second ant measurement project is a smaller one, and also nearly finished, hurrah!
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And surely that would include realising that things were not always the exact same way they are today?

For decades, publishers have swapped out cultural references in new editions of books to appeal to younger readers. Fans aren’t always thrilled.

This seems so weird to me. I grew up on reading books that had lingered for however long on the shelves of the children's dept of the local public library - which were all bound in that standard hard-wearing public library binding so one did not have any sense of shiny newness or otherwise - along with my mother's old books, some of which were works of a yet more previous generation which she had loved in her youth.

And that's before we get into the oddness of the Alice books and the talking animals and so forth.

Do they have no imaginations? Are they only supposed to identify with recognisable experiences?

Read somewhere about (in this case I think actually adult readers) who could not deal with subtext, foreshadowing, and other Litry Devices.

I was a bit beswozzled by this chap, too, though perhaps from a rather different direction. I devoured classic novels as a teenager. In a world of distractions, can I relearn how to read them?.

Sometimes books have their time and it is past. And sometimes they are just not the right thing at that moment.

And I also think of times in my past when I had fairly long commutes and other stretches of otherwise dead time that I could fill up with doing perhaps rather dutiful reading of those things One Ought To Read, and whether this is not only my experience. And then one's life shifts and these spaces go away.

UK people: trans rights

Jun. 2nd, 2026 02:11 pm
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At the time of writing, 41 46 51 66 75 87 MPs have signed the early day motion to reject the EHRC's new guidance:

https://edm.parliament.uk/early-day-motion/65938

Write to your MP to tell them to sign it! Praise them if they already have!

If you have Bsky, Trans+ Solidarity Alliance have a skeet about it you can boost:

https://bsky.app/profile/transsolidarity.bsky.social/post/3mnb3wyefxc2g

Scottish Trans (in collaboration with Trans+ Solidarity Alliance and TransActual, because the collaborative work going on here is so phenomenal) have an "email your MP to reject the EHRC code of practice" template form:

https://equalrecognition.eaction.org.uk/rejectthecode

The Hansard transcript of the response to Seema Malhotra's statement on the EHRC guidance yesterday is blistering:

https://hansard.parliament.uk/commons/2026-06-01/debates/CE610C68-7093-454F-B897-AF008EE7E7A0/EqualityAct2010CodeOfPractice

To-read pile, 2026, May

Jun. 1st, 2026 01:34 pm
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(aha, this post-by-email has finally appeared!)

Books on pre-order:

  1. Call Me Traitor by Everina Maxwell (1 Dec)
  2. Unrivaled (Game Changers 7) by Rachel Reid (1 Jun 2027)

Books acquired in May:

  • and read:
    1. Darksight Dare (Penric & Desdemona) by Lois McMaster Bujold
    2. Grumpy Fake Boyfriend by Jackie Lau
    3. Four Weddings to Fall in Love by Jackie Lau
    4. Radiant Star (Imperial Radch) by Ann Leckie [1]
    5. Big Red Tequila (Tres Navarre 1) by Rick Riordan
    6. Platform Decay (Murderbot 8) by Martha Wells [1]

[1] Pre-order

Go me, I read everything I acquired this month. I did not read a single borrowed or previously acquired book but I have two library books awaiting my attention now I'm past the month boundary.

I bought Big Red Tequila on the first day of the month but got distracted and didn't pick it up again until the last few days. Rick Riordan's adult detective Jackson "Tres" Navarre has a lot of the sass and stubbornness of his teenage demigod Percy Jackson, the book is a lot longer but the pages turn just as quickly. There are six more books in the series ...

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