almost finished, west Jamaica...
...blue Rocky Mountains; stranger by the river (which is a hot book by the guy who invented ECK; fortunately, unlike the Scientology cult, they don't disallow the use of psychiatric drugs, or thus spake Captain Strange.)
So I'm almost finished with "Galaxies Controlling Fate from Thousands of Light-Years Ahead," gratuitous title-explanation & everything else. If I were writing for Veeder, the explanation would of necessity be dropped, as it'd supposed to be cryptic, but for the science fiction audience, including it is necessary -- what I've discovered about Analog is that writing for Stan Schmidt is a lot like writing for Bill Wimsatt: using SF to teach science, speculate about future science. What has been done so far yesterday, a busy Dr.s appointments day, involved simply moving the Roxy scene to the opening. Then again, I dropped some refences about the automatic pot, Chris #420.
Friday morning, I saw Dr. Boes at 11:00. Some black nurse examined me, & I thought of the rarity of seeing one in Invisible City, North Dakota. I always look on black people positively 'cause of me & Muhammad Ali -- he's like the only DJ you can hear after 3:00.
The appointment took an hour, so I stopped by the Layout. I had no intention of going out to etheir the Iron Claw Mountains or Pepper Park to watch Cheri burn steak, I had leftover chicken alfredo & a visit with Joe at 2:00 to worry about, moved my story chunk around & got there on top -- some mysterious stranger (femme-bot) gave me change for a dollar for the pop machine across the street.
In the evening, after Trish came home & supper was out of the way, we made out. Even with Viagra, the effect wasn't really all that great. I need to be off Risperdal, but want off Depakote first -- I gained 20 lb.s since the dose was increased.
What's funny is Paris Hilton. I just saw on CNN.com how she was taken out of the court crying 'cause she wasn't treated better than a common criminal -- which she is.
So I'm almost finished with "Galaxies Controlling Fate from Thousands of Light-Years Ahead," gratuitous title-explanation & everything else. If I were writing for Veeder, the explanation would of necessity be dropped, as it'd supposed to be cryptic, but for the science fiction audience, including it is necessary -- what I've discovered about Analog is that writing for Stan Schmidt is a lot like writing for Bill Wimsatt: using SF to teach science, speculate about future science. What has been done so far yesterday, a busy Dr.s appointments day, involved simply moving the Roxy scene to the opening. Then again, I dropped some refences about the automatic pot, Chris #420.
Friday morning, I saw Dr. Boes at 11:00. Some black nurse examined me, & I thought of the rarity of seeing one in Invisible City, North Dakota. I always look on black people positively 'cause of me & Muhammad Ali -- he's like the only DJ you can hear after 3:00.
The appointment took an hour, so I stopped by the Layout. I had no intention of going out to etheir the Iron Claw Mountains or Pepper Park to watch Cheri burn steak, I had leftover chicken alfredo & a visit with Joe at 2:00 to worry about, moved my story chunk around & got there on top -- some mysterious stranger (femme-bot) gave me change for a dollar for the pop machine across the street.
In the evening, after Trish came home & supper was out of the way, we made out. Even with Viagra, the effect wasn't really all that great. I need to be off Risperdal, but want off Depakote first -- I gained 20 lb.s since the dose was increased.
What's funny is Paris Hilton. I just saw on CNN.com how she was taken out of the court crying 'cause she wasn't treated better than a common criminal -- which she is.
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