Well, it’s February, and so far I’ve only made three batches of beer this holiday. However, I’m about to start brewing a lot more, and that means I need to empty out my fermenters and sort out my kegs.
Month: February 2012
A Question to my Readers
For those who who are still occasionally (or often?) reading this blog, a few questions/observations: In the last 48 hours or so, I’ve remodeled the site extensively, with a lovely new theme by Presswork. I think the site looks a lot better now than it has in years — at least, on my Ubuntu system and Miss Jiwaku’s huge-assed Mac monitor — and the change in decor has gotten me feeling like blogging a bit more again. Of course, I’m working on getting the older posts sorted into categories and tagged.This is not a small job, since I spent the …
If I Were a Wraith…
In the course of overhauling this site, I ran across an old character sheet I’d done up for what I’d be like if I were a character in the game Wraith: The Oblivion, which was my favorite RPG game back in the old days. Which sounds both dorky and gloomy, since most characters in Wraith are ghosts, and, er, deceased. But, hey, I think it’s kinda funny, so I did up a new one, up-to-date with my life now. For your geeky pleasure: For those who would like to try this for themselves, Mr. Gone has a whole slew of …
Seen the Fungi CFS?
Has everyone seen this? They’re not paying tons, but I like the concept — an anthology of speculative fiction about fungi. As a SF-writing homebrewer, you just know I’ve written something up for that….
What Debate?
Bryan Kay’s article, “South Korea’s Racism Debate,” amuses me mostly because I don’t think there’s really all that much of a debate going on at all. When Miss Jiwaku has tried, with some of her Korean friends and acquaintances, to talk about the issue, she’s had a pretty disappointing success rate: often, she runs into the usual justifications, evasions, or dismissals that any non-Korean can tell you about. She’s lost friends over it. What’s more heartbreaking is that some of those friends wouldn’t even empathize about the crap she’s had to put up with herself — the intersection of sexism and …