Author: SGJ
Which, yeah, okay, can still mean as much as bicycle, about. But, what I’m trying to say, it’s: $5.99!
It’s one of the many podcasts I faithfully tune in each week or two. Glad it’s getting this treatment. Though, I wonder: recreations? Can’t all be animation. And will it cut periodically to some narrator? To experts? I can’t guess, but I’ll try to watch.
Also, the title always leaves me here, which is a pretty great place to be:
Using the ampersand there because I’m tired of seeing the “vs.” Too? I keep thinking I’m done with this discussion, this rabbit-hole, this time-suck. But then I stumble across something like this, and it rings true in a way I’d never considered:
That’s from American Grindhouse. And, that freedom Jonathan Kaplan’s talking about there, that’s exactly what I get the sense of, every time I’m reading PKD: that he…
There’s a line in Dan Seals’ “Everything that Glitters (Is not Gold)” where the narrator, a rodeo guy, is talking about his horse:
Old Red he’s getting older
And last Saturday he stumbled
But you know I just can’t bear to let him go
That always kind of breaks my heart. And, I’m not in the rodeo, but I am on a circuit of sorts: always boarding a plane for some other place. And, the time’s finally come to retire the carryon thatR…
I’ve always figured that the many-worlds interpretation was neat, maybe even gives some other theories a get-out-of-limbo-free card, but pretty much useless. Not because we’ll likely never prove or disprove it—that’s always a weak reason for dismissing a possibility—but because it makes all human action meaningless: if each branch-point goes both ways and I’m functionally making both decisions at once, just capillary’ing on into t…
One of the cooler and most well-run cons I’ve guested at. And such an excellent keeper of a con-book:
When the longer version of that interview goes live, I’ll link it here.
Anyway, Thursday before things really got going, Paul Tremblay and me found a certain door open—Big Nazo’s—and asked could we come in, try some stuff on maybe:
After which we hit the Arcade—the oldest mall in America, as I understand—and went to Lovecraft Arts and Sciences, one of the coo…
And, are these even kind of in order? Well, not sure about the video game, I guess. Either way, this was a lot of work. A lot of very worthwhile work. Thanks:
I would look up the Jason-version—I seem to remember a pretty cool one, to the tune of . . . Drowning Pool, maybe?—but I’m supposed to be writing a novel right now. So, back that grindstone, that escape hatch, that even deeper rabbit hole.…