Well, a subpage of this site that I wanted to launch soon is going to have to wait. I’m having trouble with WordPress coding. I’m probably just too distracted at the moment, but I kind of wish I could just drag-and-drop certain template patterns onto a widget-like layout for this particular template I’m using on the subpage. Ah well, maybe in the summer I’ll have time to actually figure out the horrors of the code — at the moment, I have too much else going on, and I’ve already burned a half an hour trying to get it to work!
Category: WTF
Noise by Hal Clement
Noise is the first Hal Clement novel I’ve read. (I would like to read Mission of Gravity, but the library where I work only has it in Korean!) It’s an odd choice to read, for my first Clement novel — it was his last published work, apparently, as he passed away a month after it was first published in 2003. I can certainly see why he was a “Grand Master of SF” (as it says under his name on the cover of the paperback I read): Noise takes place in an interesting ocean world with a harsh-as-hell environment (and effectively …
Brewing Tasks…
Well, I’m back at the point now of having some brewing tasks that seriously need doing. I figured I’d make a list of them, mainly so I have an idea in my mind of what I need to do, and when, in what order. Wonmisan Micro-aj pi ɛ?: Currently finished first round of dry-hop and ready to be racked to a keg. Add second round of dry hops in keg. Wonmisan aj pi ɛ? (Mega): Rack to secondary. Dry hop with Pacific Gem pellets. Re-rack to empty keg, and second-round dry hop with more Pacific Gem, or alternative dry hop. Silvered …
“Ezra Poundings”
Someone quipped on Facebook about the term I used for my Ezra Pound study group of many years past: “Ezra Poundings” was what I described our work as. Reading EP some sometimes feel like pounding on a wall, so it made sense. But in the intervening years, the culture has moved on, and somehow now it sounds like a porn movie title (or a pornstar name)… or maybe it always did, and I just didn’t hear it back then. The idea of a pornographic or erotic film about some of the giants of modernist poetry amuses me, and it’s not …
Ill? Maybe…
To those who are expecting an email or some kind of other contact: I woke up weirdly shaky, and tired, and bleah. I think I caught some kind of cold or something spending the day outdoors in sandals yesterday: it was colder than I expected! Anyway, I hope one more good night’s sleep fixes me up. I need to make a trip in to Seoul to pick up a pair of shoes, assuming I can find some in my size that is. More about why in another post.