Becky Chamber's first addition to her future "Monk and Robot" series is a fave of mine. This from Goodreads for A Psalm for the Wild-Built: "Centuries before, robots of Panga gained self-awareness, laid down their tools, wandered, en masse into the wilderness, never to be seen again. They faded into myth and urban legend." I... Continue Reading →
The Beating Heart of Love
There's a rather horrible phrase in French: "Bats ta femme, si tu ne sais pas pourquoi, elle, elle le sait" (Beat your wife, if you don't know why, she does). I thought, the first time I heard it, that it can be understood on two levels. Obviously, the idea is that your wife must have... Continue Reading →
Golden Brown
Part I: We're in Europe, but not home yet. We took the ferry from Tangier to Barcelona and now we're taking trains to get home so I'm still in suspended reality. I'll still be on sabbatical when my partner goes back to work next week, but I'm guessing that will feel more like I did... Continue Reading →
Worstest Hits
We are finally leaving Morocco, but until I'm on the ferry and the ferry has left the port, I'm not counting on anything. The country might still want to hurt me. We are in the waiting room at the port in Tanger. Here's a thing about traveling by ferry when you don't have a car.... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 