If you follow me on twitter, then you may have noticed reduced activity on my part these last two months. This is largely due to the holidays and some work-related stuff. I've also been finding, though, that I've been getting more done lately real-life-wise. I was a bit surprised today, though, to realize that it was already the 31st, though that's partly because some things came up at the last minute this past week that have messed with my schedule a bit.
Look forward to a new year's resolution post later today. Also, I've got a story seed that I'll be mulling over in my head while I go run an errand.
Long-term, I'll probably be less active a little while longer, at least while I get some other aspects of my life lined up a bit better.
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Sudden Short Story 100
The last fully-human specimen was a curious thing. His eyes could only see in the visible spectrum, and his neurons weren't even enveloped in chitin for their protection. Human hybrids, of course, varied considerably, and had many improvements, even when they weren't augmentations, but the last fully-human was just that. He was so old, in fact, that his mind had to be kept intact with a time-wheel, where causation made itself neatly circular over several millennia - long enough for him to forget each event some amount before he encountered it again.
Monday, November 30, 2015
No 4th Post
Due to an emergency, there will be no 4th post in November. I can't guarantee that it will be made up in December.
Video Gaming Changes
It occurs to me that, in the long interval since I last talked about video games here, a lot is different. I thought that I'd mention something about that, in case anyone cares.
Hearthstone is still my go-to alt+tab option, but I've also found myself playing Heroes of the Storm more than Team Fortress 2. That said, if I ever get into the Overwatch beta, then that might replace both of those.
I don't think that I've touched Minecraft in over a year. I've got nothing against in, but I've got limited time each day, and I don't want to risk getting sucked in like I can so easily do; weekends, when I would have enough time, are when I like to get out of the house, so those are often out, too.
I've been trying to replay some older games, but I'm surprised at how long sessions of those can be, too.
Hearthstone is still my go-to alt+tab option, but I've also found myself playing Heroes of the Storm more than Team Fortress 2. That said, if I ever get into the Overwatch beta, then that might replace both of those.
I don't think that I've touched Minecraft in over a year. I've got nothing against in, but I've got limited time each day, and I don't want to risk getting sucked in like I can so easily do; weekends, when I would have enough time, are when I like to get out of the house, so those are often out, too.
I've been trying to replay some older games, but I'm surprised at how long sessions of those can be, too.
Sunday, November 29, 2015
Sudden Short Story 99
When she answered the door, she never expected the man that she saw. Even less than that, though, she never expected to see the Stradivarius that he held out to her.
"Legally speaking, a gift has three components," he began. "First, the owner must state his intent to give it, as I do now. Second, the gift must be presented to the recipient, as it is here. Third, the recipient must accept the gift. Do you?"
She took it, cautiously. "This was destroyed three years ago," she said in disbelief.
"At great expense to the taxpayer, an exact replica was made. That is what was destroyed three years ago; your grandmother's Stradivarius is still in good repair. And, I am sorry," he continued, "for having caused you such grief, but I am sorrier still because I loved you. If I could have done it any other way, then I would have, but I needed your grief to sway the Senate--"
The president, his Secret Service agents, and the woman that he had both loved and wronged were the only human beings to ever hear the sound of a Stradivarius's shattering over the head of a human being. She got one more hit in before she was restrained.
He was the first president to ever be assassinated with a violin.
"Legally speaking, a gift has three components," he began. "First, the owner must state his intent to give it, as I do now. Second, the gift must be presented to the recipient, as it is here. Third, the recipient must accept the gift. Do you?"
She took it, cautiously. "This was destroyed three years ago," she said in disbelief.
"At great expense to the taxpayer, an exact replica was made. That is what was destroyed three years ago; your grandmother's Stradivarius is still in good repair. And, I am sorry," he continued, "for having caused you such grief, but I am sorrier still because I loved you. If I could have done it any other way, then I would have, but I needed your grief to sway the Senate--"
The president, his Secret Service agents, and the woman that he had both loved and wronged were the only human beings to ever hear the sound of a Stradivarius's shattering over the head of a human being. She got one more hit in before she was restrained.
He was the first president to ever be assassinated with a violin.
Sudden Short Story 98
He went to his library that morning, as he had finished rereading A Tale of Two Cities the night before. He was considering Dostoyevsky, but it occurred to him that he'd never actually read The Death of Ivan Ilyich, so he took that, instead. The need for books to be made of paper had long since passed, but he liked them all the same, just as he liked tending to his vegetable garden, even though he could have any meal at any time: There was plenty of room for controlled environments, after all, even with full-year cycles of staggered growth; since he was the only human left alive, growing them that way wasn't especially difficult.
He sat outside today, as it happened to be sunny and still. He had had the machinery stop controlling the weather, since that was boring. He sat down, stopped, and thought to himself. He missed them all, really: every human who had ever lived.
He sat outside today, as it happened to be sunny and still. He had had the machinery stop controlling the weather, since that was boring. He sat down, stopped, and thought to himself. He missed them all, really: every human who had ever lived.
Saturday, October 31, 2015
Life Update - October 31st, 2015
So, life's been busy these last few months, as expected. Nothing's any farther off track than it was before, but I haven't gained much ground, either. I'm not expecting to get back to Minecraft before 2016, and the great webcomic catch-up is only becoming a bigger obstacle, but there's not much that I can do about that at the moment. Oh well.
Also: Happy Halloween!
Also: Happy Halloween!
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