I think I'm looking at around 100K total for book one.

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ETA: Must resist urge to go back and edit. No editing! No!

That is downtown, I headed out around the lunch hour with a stop at the Westlake Mall to have a bite of lunch, had their southern chicken sandwich, eh, twas OK, nothing spectacular as Golden Arches goes anyway, their fries are good as always and a diet coke, then it get back out in the cold and hoof it down 4th Ave to the Office Depot a couple of blocks to the south, looked around and found the blank media section and scored a 30 disc spindle of the Memorex printable CD-R's for $10 and found a 10 pak of their mini DVD/CD cases for $5 as I have a bunch of the 3" CD-R's from the old Sony Mavica - and surprise, surprise, they also sell the 3" CD-R BLANKS on a spindle as well, who'd da thunk? Those are getting difficult to find, the 3" DVD's, not so much an issue, but the CD-R's sure are hard to find.

Didn't get any photo paper as they only carry the 100 sheet packages of the Epson stuff and at $21 for the cheapest stuff, um, not now. I think at Glazer's Camera, I can get the smaller packs, probably 25-50 sheets for about half that for the 5 start premium paper so will get that later. Then it was slowly make my way home with a stop at City Kitchen's for a few then mother nature beginning to rear her ugly head so I then headed on home.

A bit of a nap and I think I'll head to the store and deal with dinner.

For the kitchen cassette player...


track listing:

glen campbell - gentle on my mind
ferlin husky - wings of a dove
sonny james - you're the only world i know
willie nelson - touch me
george jones - the race is on
roy clark - the tip of my fingers
faron young - hello walls
tex ritter - i dreamed of a hillbilly heaven
wanda jackson - right or wrong

an excellent use of fifty cents

Did anyone find a brown ROOTS wallet last night, around Runnymede and Bloor? Mine apparently didn't make it home with me last night. :(

O.M.G.

I just got back from repairing the truck's shifter and it's amazing the thing shifted at all. Nearly everything but the shaft itself, which is solid metal was shot, broken or totally missing.

The boot, a top plate with three allan head screws held the whole thing together and has a rubber boot, well, that rubber boot had totally separated from the plate and the ring that's apart of that was poking through, once I figured out how to get the shift stick off (had to make 3 trips back to the apt to get the appropriate tools or this would've taken much less time, oh well) which required the hammer to tap out the bolt that holds the shift stick onto the shaft, once that top plate/boot was removed, the rest can be taken out, all of the washers were split on one side and the nylon ring, called a spring was totally missing, non, nada, zip, gone and one of the rings was down inside the gearbox itself. Had to fish that out w/ the needle nosed pliers before I could install the spring, but with no usable washers, I just re-assembled the rest of the shifter without them and then temporarily installed the shifter to check for operation and thus moved the shifter around, first off, the shifting is much smoother and the throws between gears is much shorter than they ever were, so I started up the truck and moved it back and forth, all seems fine now.

And so, the evidence as seen below after I got back in from the cold.



I have a feeling I just extended the life of the truck for a while. :-) Also, shifting should be much nicer now too.

Now to jump into the hot shower.

Album of pictures I edited using CameraBag on my iPhone.

Posted via web from Wondering If You'd Come Along

I have 3 ARCs to give away in exchange for a blog review. One is already claimed. I have 2 more left. I will ship anywhere in the USA.


If anyone wants one please email me at zs.sophy@gmail.com with your snail mail address.



Cover Art by Edward R. Norden

Introduction by Z.S. Adani and Eric T. Reynolds

No Jubjub Birds Tonight by Sara Genge

The Embians by K.D. Wentworth

Ambassador by Thoraiya Dyer

Edge of the World by Jonathan Shipley

Games by Caren Gussoff

The Hangborn by Fredrick Obermeyer

One Awake in All the World by Robert T. Jeschonek

Alienation by Katherine Sparrow

Dark Rendezvous by Simon Petrie

Monuments of Flesh and Stone by Mike Resnick

Hope by Michael A. Burstein

Watching by Sandra McDonald

Encountering Evie by Sherry D. Ramsey

Memento Mori by Sue Blalock

The Gingerbread Man by James Gunn

The Angel of Mars by Michael Barretta

When You Visit the Magoebaskloof Hotel Be Certain Not to Miss the

Samango Monkeys by Elizabeth Bear

Rubber Monkeys by Kenneth Mark Hoover

Jade Flower by C.E. Grayson

The Light Stones by Erin E. Stocks

Mars Needs Baby Seals by Lawrence M. Schoen

Coming from Hadley Rille Books in 2010


ONE MORE LEFT

ALL GONE

I hate really good looking men. You know, the really really really good looking men. The ones that even other men say "damn he is really good looking". The ones that you can't stop staring at just because you think they must be top models or someone really famous. Fuckers. Men are mostly average so when you see someone like this, you really notice. They are rare....you will know when it happens!

Anyway, I have one of "those" in my spinning class and there is just nothing for me to criticize. It is not fair. I bet he even has a perfect wife and drop dead gorgeous kids too. Bastard. I am hoping that he has a horrible personality and is really bad in bed or something so that the rest of us stand a chance in society. lol

Multiple award-winning writer, performer, gender-jammer and instigator S Bear Bergman returns to Sodom By The Bay with hir new book, The Nearest Exit May Be Behind You. Alternately unsettling and affirming, devastating and delicious, The Nearest Exit May Be Behind You is a new collection of essays on gender and identity that's irrevocably honest and endlessly illuminating. With humour and grace, Bergman spins stories from women’s spaces to the old boys' network, from gay male bathhouses to lesbian potlucks, from being a child to preparing to have one; and throughout shows just what kind of things you learn when you’re visibly queer to the naked eye. As usual, expect digressions, jokes, off-label stories, time for questions and reckless flirting.

cost: Pay What You Can, suggested donation $10. No one will be turned away for lack of funds. Books will also be available for sale from the literist@s at Modern Times.

**seating is limited**! please, RSVP by email to booking at sbearbergman dot com with your name and and the number of people.

Sunday, 15 November
7:30pm (doors at 7)
Center for Sex and Culture
1519 Mission

On this morning's Marketplace Money (on NPR) the topic was "Kids & Money" In one of the sections Tess Vigeland talked with a young woman, Rebecca Kobliner, and her personal-finance-expert mom, Beth Kobliner, to get their thoughts on how parents should talk to their teenage kids about money.

Late in the interview Vigeland asked Rebecca about how her parents dealt with the "other" delicate topic, and she (Rebecca) said the following

" My Dad's a scientist, and he explained about the birds and the bees the same way he taught us how to clear the printer. "

Actually on the couch sofa chesterfield. Slurping tea. Waiting for the laundry to tumble dry. I awoke early, not from uneasy dreams but from the combination of irritation and excitation. The irritation is of the respiratory tract: I'm pretty sure it's from the dust kicked up by having our kitchen tiled. Several times last night I woke up with that something-in-my-throat-blech feeling. And this morning my throat's a bit scratchy and my sinuses a bit plugged.

Excitation is because round 3 of 'lympic tickets go on sale this morning at 10h00. I've a few things on my list--but really, if I don't get anymore I've no right to whinge about it.

Yesterday I did my first Games-time volunteer shift. I worked with Liam and Catherine, two other team leads in our uniform distribution posse. We finished setting up the distribution area and did quality control on toques and backpacks. We also got to try on uniforms finally (jacket and fleece vest pieces at least) and they feel as good as they look. Which is teh os-some!!!!

Tiler dude was here last night until after 21h00, and both querrelle and I were fairly shattered after a busy and unwell week. So this arvo we'll do some fun running around together. And the tiling? Really starting to look nice: we can move the stove and fridge back later today or tomorrow, after we tidy up that half of the room. Buddy need only grout the far wall and the hallway and the kitchen will be done. Let us puh-raise Hiiiim!

Yes, it got downright cold last night, hovering between 32-33 degrees this morning and there is frost on the rooftops for sure as you can see here.

Slept fine but around 4am or so, awoke feeling a touch headache-y, and a bit too warm. Got up and felt in the dark for the thermostat, yep, I'd left the damned heat on, so turned that off, snuggled back into bed only to decide I really needed to get up and deal w/ headache and with mother nature so into the kitchen, again groping in the darkness for a glass in the cupboard, filled it with water and took 2 Ibuprofen, padded back to the bathroom through the dark and cold apt to the throne and did my business and crawled back into bed and slept fine, this time with dreams

The first one involved my best friend and he was working on some project in a room lit by daylight only and at one point he was at a counter along the room's edge and a crate of 45's sitting there and in the back was a 45 with a swirling label that said Treesong, Springfellow, Treesong I think is the record label that used to exist in Tacoma, Springfellow was the group, his older brother Paul knew someone in the band and gave us each a copy back in the mid 70's I think. I still have mine, don't know if David has his somewhere. The room reminded me of his old childhood room in where it was located, he went into a room that had a door and it felt like the living room of his childhood home, but at the same time, it didn't look like the room at all.

The next dream, which came right after I'd briefly popped awake from the first one had to do with my co-worker David a shower, which then represented the downstairs bathroom in my childhood home and as I was working on it, the back wall of tiles began to fall, turned out someone had put up tiles over the original tiles and were falling off, then the scene changed and I was cleaning some vending machine and by then it looked like I was in a retail or restaurant/fast food place of some sort with the dream ending down a corridor where the bathrooms were, the laundry room, looking for the room where the trash was I think.

By then it was near time to get up, so I did fired up the heat and am now in my relatively toasty apartment looking out at the more or less clear morning and the frost on the rooftops slowly coming awake.

On the agenda today is replace the parts in the shifter this morning but will make a quick run to the store to see if I can get a slightly shorter screwdriver or see if I have one in the toolbox first, I might have a stubby but doubt it and I think it may be TOO short.

Then go to Office Depot downtown to see about some printable CD blanks, I only want a 10 pack for now and may see what kind of photo paper they may have and at what price. The rest of the day? Dunno yet.

The high today will only hit 47, tomorrow, rain and 52, a good time to hit the auto show diwn at Qwest Event Center and Monday also rain, but shooting up to 58 before cooling back down to 52 on Tuesday and back in the mid to upper 40's the rest of the week with rain and/or showers throughout the time period.

Did I say it IS the rainy season around here? :-)