Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, but first I need more coffee.

Year: 2011 (Page 1 of 6)

2012

2011 is almost over. It’s been a year of tremendous change and suck. For me personally, not so bad. I expect 2012 to be even more turbulent. I’ve had a habit of giving years names. I’ll have to look through my previous LJ posts to see what I named them. Generally, I wait a few months to see how the year is shaping up before giving it one. Well, I’m not going to wait. I’m going to call it now: 2012 The Year of Suck. That’s probably wimping out. We’ve seen tremendous upheaval in countries around the world, the Euro Crisis, the Arab Spring, Occupy Wall Street. We’ve seen disaster after disaster, Texas mega drought, Hurricane Irene, Japanese tsunami and Fukushima nuclear meltdown.

I’ll try to expand on my thoughts later, but don’t hold your breath.

It’s later. The only thing that isn’t going to suck might be the movies scheduled to be released. Well, I hope not. Movie trailers often look better than the movie, but 2012 may turn out to be a banner year for films: The Hobbit, John Carter and Prometheus so far.

Letters of Note

Saw this on reddit:

Letters of Note: Slaughterhouse Five

It seems great writers have had horrific things happen to them or around them. Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain) lost his brother in a steamship explosion, John Gardner lost his young brother by accidentally running over him with a tractor, and Kurt Vonnegut lived through the bombing of Dresden as a prisoner-of-war. If it takes such tragedy or deprivation to be a great writer, I would rather be unremarkable.

In a letter to his parents about his ordeals Vonnegut wrote:

On about February 14th the Americans came over, followed by the R.A.F. their combined labors killed 250,000 people in twenty-four hours and destroyed all of Dresden — possibly the world’s most beautiful city. But not me.

I think that writing is the only way for some people to cope. Our lives are richer for them having written and for that I am grateful. I’ve been fortunate but I know fortune can change.

Everything Explodes

“Automobiles have been the best melee weapons to use against giant monsters since the 50’s. It’s a science fact.” —Atomic Robo

I’m not much of a comic book reader. However, I do attend the occasional comic book convention and I’ll buy the occasional comic book. At FenCon I got into a discussion with several guests including editor Lou Anders. We talked about reader technology and I made a comment about a comic book I bought in iBooks and how the resolution wasn’t that good when I enlarged the images to try and read the dialog panels. He talked about Comixology which I was familiar and he proceeded to describe Atomic Robo. He talks about how he was created by Nicola Tesla and how Carl Sagan and Stephen Hawking make an appearance. And then he talked about Charles Fort and H.P. Lovecraft appeared in another story. And in one scene they argued how they might destroy a monster that’s not quite on this plane of existence and Robo says that if there’s one thing he’s learned working with Nicola Tesla is that everything explodes.

I’m up to Volume 3 and I’m enjoying them so far. I do plan on re-reading them. I have discovered that thanks to the iPad I can now read comics in public. I have found the equivalent of the brown paper wrapper for guys. Anecdotal evidence indicates that sales of trashy romance ebooks have soared because there’s no stigma attached with using an e-reader in public. I thought there was no equivalent for guys. And then I realized it was ecomics.

Here’s a free Atomic Robo comic:

Why Atomic Robo Hates Dr. Dinosaur

Sunday

I’m the only one in my immediate family who is an atheist. I may have a few uncles and a cousin that are agnostic. The rest are pretty much churchgoers, mostly Catholic with some mega-churchgoers thrown in. Fortunately, it’s never been an issue. I don’t get harassed for it which is a good thing. And I don’t harass them for going to church. I never argued with my elders about religion, mostly because they were too old and best to leave them be, but if nephews or nieces ever ask me about my religious views or lack their of I’ll tell them. And if my siblings don’t like it. Tough.

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