Author: theazureshadow

The next day we went straight to the first snail collecting site, an hour and a half hike in on the Yellowstone-Teton boundary trail. We hiked through a stand of lodgepole pine and a burned-out section of the forest scattered with aspen before we finally reached the stream. We put on our sandals and shorts,…

This last weekend Sarah roped me into going to Yellowstone to collect thousands of snails for her research project. We left Spokane at nine in the morning. It wasn\’t until seven or so that we arrived in the park. And we still had a full hour at least before we could reach our campsite. The…

My phone is not making or receiving calls. I can access everything else. I just saved all my numbers in an openoffice document. If you want to get a hold of me, e-mail and IM are your best bets.

John Scalzi links to a Slate article comparing McCain\’s lying and Obama\’s lying: The stats for McCain\’s political claims: 11 misleading statements 8 categorically false 3 pants-on-fire lies The stats for Obama\’s political claims: 8 misleading statements 4 categorically false 0 pants-on-fire lies I had always assumed that when I saw liberal bloggers writing about…

Sarah claims that I\’m more of a velociraptor than a robot-alien. Thoughts?

Why can\’t candidates promise to cut taxes after reducing spending? I\’m sorry, but your average middle class family in America does not need a tax break. But your average lower or middle class child does need music and arts instruction, properly funded after-school programs, and more attention from teachers. I\’m all for reducing governmental overhead…

After weeks of waiting, Josh and I finally have internet at our apartment. This means no more connections that drop every few minutes, no going to Hopkins solely for internet, and no more waiting hours for YouTube to load videos. I\’ve done some tests, and it looks like we\’ll be getting about 1264 kb/s actual…

This is the beginning of life: void and without form, pliant and mutable. Yielding to will. Then the first firmness, a point. Not pointy: a speck. A grain, a salt seed, a kernel of tungsten. One appears, then another, then closer and closer and one-upon-another. They coalesce into constellations, drops of star-water, puddles of light…

My internet was completely dead today. It made me sad. But I will return one of these days in a blaze of fiery light. And goodness. Look for me.

I\’m in the apartment, surrounded by three different directions of sound. From my open bedroom window come the sounds of thunder from the storm that is passing to the North. From the kitchen, the sound of a kettle softly warbling as it turns to a full boil. From the window by the couch, the sounds…