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Rest of Anime Boston was fun overall, though I might be hitting the point of diminishing returns. Panel quality was variable... kind of crappy Saturday, until a pretty good Religion and Japan one at the end. Friday's star panel was a Madoka one. Saturday had a Madoka and Eva one, and the guy could keep talking at least, but didn't have much to say.
Oh, pics! http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindstalk/sets/72157629770586801/with/7055654061/ I'm friends with the Mami cosplayer, the blond.
I seem to have picked up a cold and have gone to ground for the past few days, apart from a paella at the Acetarium last night. I almost didn't go because sick and late, but then I saw an IRC message about their having started cooking, and I decided I should just go. Good thing I did; good food, good company, and some gossipy news.
My Shakespeare kick ran afoul of Titus Andronicus. It was easy to read, in a sense, but the plot was choppy and made little sense, and I gave up. I've re-read Paladin of Souls, The Deep Range (Clarke) and Small Gods. I had occasion to re-read my 1493 posts; found a bunch of typos I need to correct, but the content is still awesome.
Elsewhere, I found myself arguing with space cadets over the nonsense of dumping trash into space even with 'cheap' launch costs of $40/kg. It wasn't entirely unproductive: I found a source saying landfill costs were a cent per kg, and incineration 10 cents. So I learned something. Unlike the cadet, who is not to be budged by mere numbers, or not disagreeable ones.
I would also like to thank Google for changing the UI absurdly and letting me taunt my G+ loving friends.
Oh, pics! http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindstalk/sets/72157629770586801/with/7055654061/ I'm friends with the Mami cosplayer, the blond.
I seem to have picked up a cold and have gone to ground for the past few days, apart from a paella at the Acetarium last night. I almost didn't go because sick and late, but then I saw an IRC message about their having started cooking, and I decided I should just go. Good thing I did; good food, good company, and some gossipy news.
My Shakespeare kick ran afoul of Titus Andronicus. It was easy to read, in a sense, but the plot was choppy and made little sense, and I gave up. I've re-read Paladin of Souls, The Deep Range (Clarke) and Small Gods. I had occasion to re-read my 1493 posts; found a bunch of typos I need to correct, but the content is still awesome.
Elsewhere, I found myself arguing with space cadets over the nonsense of dumping trash into space even with 'cheap' launch costs of $40/kg. It wasn't entirely unproductive: I found a source saying landfill costs were a cent per kg, and incineration 10 cents. So I learned something. Unlike the cadet, who is not to be budged by mere numbers, or not disagreeable ones.
I would also like to thank Google for changing the UI absurdly and letting me taunt my G+ loving friends.