the usual weekend bullet-point update

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• Smokra: best martini accompaniment since habanero garlic scapes. (The garlic scapes still win by a nose.) 

• Have finished Anathem and am slowly working my way through Charlie Stross' Saturn's Children, which is okay but is so far the kind of SF novel that throws futuristic terminology at you in an attempt to show how clever it is. Anathem takes a similar approach, but has the benefit of using an Earth-like setting to ground things, and frankly, is better-written, even if the last couple hundred pages go off the rails a bit. Once I finish Saturn's Children, I'll just have Little Brother to go through to finish the novel category, but it's going to have to be damned good to take away my #1 vote for Anathem. (In case you're curious, The Graveyard Book is currently in the #2 slot.)

• Five and a half more knitted octopus tentacles to go! Jesus, what was I thinking when I decided to knit a stuffed octopus toy for the nephew-to-be? At least I have until mid-August to finish things.

• I can't even talk about Dr. George Tiller. Everything that comes out of my mouth about this is an expletive directed at the pro-life movement, so simply take it as read that I am incredibly upset and angry about this.

• Still not cot_after_dark, in case you were wondering.

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