October 10th, 2014

Eye of the Dragon

Portable LiveJournal!

The other day, I got fed up with trying to express myself in 140 characters, and updated the LiveJournal app on my cellphone.

I've been catching up on my friends list. Despite regular assertions that LJ is dead, it seems pretty active to me - and a lot more cogent than Twitter.

I am going to make a concerted effort to get back to posting regularly. I've missed you guys!

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Yog-Sothery

H.P. ... Wodehouse?

A week or so ago, I finally got a proper eBook reader: a waterproofed Kindle Paperwhite from WaterFi.

Being an aficionado of older literature ... and cheap ... one of the first things I did was to download a number of things from Project Gutenberg, including several by Robert W. Chambers, author of The King in Yellow.

I am currently reading In Search of the Unknown, which is about a Zoologist from the Bronx Zoo c. 1900 (when the Zoo was at the forefront of zoological research), who keeps getting pulled into encounters with supposedly-extinct animals and outright cryptids.

It is … really surprisingly funny. The first story is pretty much an encounter with a Deep One, but even as the creature shuffles and flails onto their boat accompanied by every eldritch adjective one would expect from the man who gave us lost Carcosa, our eternally upbeat protagonist is still more focused on his banter with the cranky old invalid he’s befriended, and his flirtations with the old man’s pretty young nurse.

Imagine, if you will, P.G. Wodehouse writing H.P. Lovecraft. The unnamed, girl-crazy protagonist has been firmly cast in my head as Hugh Laurie.


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The Fine Art of Diplomacy

I confess that I often prove socialy maladroit, but yet, I am not entirely without diplomatic skill -- however, those skills were most finely honed whilst I portrayed a Renaissance nobleman in a tabletop role-playing game.

This means, alas, that sometimes, the most tactful and reasonable response I can muster is to demand that the offending party be horsewhipped, or to petition for my satisfaction with rapiers at dawn.

Unfortunately, such options are frowned upon in the white-collar office culture of the 21st century.