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I just broke a deckchair. And, I suspect, my anus.


Were I blessed with the good fortune of owning this Victorian eyePod, I’d want to be listening to music befitting its fine craftsmanship.

(Doctor Grymm, via New Scientist)


Mother and daughter in the doctors waiting room are having an animated debate concerning the outcome of a fight between a dog and a snake.



Microsoft Office autoup­dates always make me nervous.


Literally a new edition of Fowler

Languagehat.com reports on a new edition of H. W. Fowler’s A Dictionary of Modern English Usage. I have a copy of the second edition, so I can’t say if the entry below derives from Fowler or from the equally wonder­fully named Sir Ernest Gowers (who revised the text in the 1960s), but it’s a charac­ter­ist­ically dry dismantling of a certain misuse of language that I’d assumed was only a modern complaint. It seems, however, that it’s been going on for ages, figur­at­ively speaking. (Or, if it’s an addition of Gower’s, literally decades.)

literally. We have come to such a pass with this emphasizer that where the truth would require us to insert with a strong expression ‘not [literally], of course, but in a manner of speaking’, we do not hesitate to insert the very word that we ought to be at pains to repudiate […] The Prime Minister sat through the debate [literally] glued to the Treasury bench […]

I have to apologise to the student I recently mentored, who used the word in a story I was critiquing. I didn’t exactly quote the above, but I came close.

Nip it in the bud, I say. (In a manner of speaking.)


I know which one’s going to be eaten first.

Hint: it’s the one who’s declining to parti­cipate in Mr Vampire’s “how to operate a hand puppet” lesson.

First rule of vampires, people.

(twincover­col­lector)


Everyone remembers that fateful day, when the entire women’s gymnastics team were attacked by the exploding alien bottom fungus.

Pommel horse that, people of Earth!

(Black and WTF)


Things I’ve been reading

At ease with the dead: new tales of the super­natural and macabre, edited by Barbara & Christopher Roden (‘Special percep­tions’ by Richard Harland)

The coyote road: trickster tales, edited by Ellen Datlow & Terri Windling (‘Uncle Bob visits’ by Caroline Stevermer)

The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction October/November 2009 (‘The president’s book tour’ by M. Rickert, ‘I waltzed with a zombie’ by Ron Goulart, ‘The far shore’ by Elizabeth Hand and ‘The way they wove the spells in Sippulgar’ by Robert Silverberg)

Apex Magazine October 2009 (‘To dream of stars: an astronomer’s lament’ by Peter M. Ball)



The first and second Matrix films had a handful of great sequences, but how much better would they have been if they’d been filmed in LEGO®vision?

Answer: this much better.

(Legomatrix, via GeekDad)


This is the ex libris bookplate you’d see if you happened to borrow a book from the personal library of Benito Mussolini.

Yeah, I’d be giving it back pretty effing smartly too, finished or not.

(Dark Roasted Blend)


From the multiverse to the Whoniverse

It doesn’t come as a huge surprise, but I didn’t realise Michael Moorcock was a Doctor Who fan until it was recently announced he was contrib­uting an original novel to the tie-in range currently being published by BBC Books. Here Moorcock shares his memories of the original series and his excitement (and sense of nervousness) about his forth­coming involvement with the new incarn­ation. Too bad Moorcock didn’t write for the New Adventures series Virgin published in the nineties: he could’ve really let rip. Looking forward to this one nonetheless.


Just saw a utility truck with a decal on the back window that said ‘The Uterus’.




Gonna start a new genre. It’s called punkpunk.

I’ll figure out the rest later.


Lounge rooms for the little people who live inside your PC. Beautifully done, but I bet the vacuuming is a bitch.

(This Blog Rules)


To dream of stars: an astronomer’s lament’ by Peter M. Ball, published in Apex Magazine October 2009

A clever alternate history, sparingly but brilliantly evoking a weird version of England in communion with alien entities. Peter M. Ball has published some great stories this year.


Beautiful wood engravings from a 1947 French edition of Poe’s Fall of the house of Usher.

(A Journey Round My Skull)