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I saw the new stitchpunk movie 9 with a few friends last night.  I’d been looking forward to this for a while because the trailers I’ve seen are so very cool.

(Also, because I’m frightened and beguiled by the word “stitchpunk”.  I don’t know if a single movie really merits an entirely new ‘punk genre, even if the conceit is wonderfully innovative.)

For a synopsis, I offer my first thought as the credits rolled:  Huh.  Who knew rag dolls lead such exciting lives?

Other thoughts, of equally little substance but a more spoilery nature, below the cut.

I may have mentioned in the past that I love clocks.

But the clocks I mentioned earlier share one enormous failing: they aren’t powered by consuming life itself.

Well, now, finally somebody has seen fit to remedy this.

A while back, I came across this piece in New Scientist about dolphin killing sprees.  (There’s actual video of the dolphins killing a harbor porpoise here, but be warned that some folks might find it slightly grim.  On the video, you can hear the (human) witnesses screaming.)

It reminded me of one of my all-time favorite documentaries, an episode of Nature called The Octopus Show.

So, there’s this firm in Dubai that is proposing to build a gigantic metal pyramid large enough to house an entire city of a million people. It’s intended to run on renewable energy, contain its own agriculture, and will even have a “three-axis” public transportation system (whatever that means).

Am I the only person to look at that and immediately think of the Last Redoubt from The Night Land?

Well, Bubonicon is over for another year. And I already wish I didn’t have to wait so long for next year. Mike Cassutt was a fantastic Guest of Honor (he also makes a good Pope), and Carrie Vaughn displayed her wicked skills as a Toastmistress. Richard seemed to enjoy himself — though he especially enjoyed taunting his wife about all the cool people he got to meet — and I know that after spending a couple of days with him, many (most?) of my friends would rather hang out with Richard than with me. (That’s the fickle tide of popularity for you, I guess.)

Several new faces showed up to my reading, for which I am deeply grateful.  Poor Serge ended up sitting through the same reading I gave at the ASFS last May, but he was a perfect gentleman about it.

Speaking of Bubonicon, and World War II (which I frequently do, as in this post), I saw something wonderful at last year’s convention that I haven’t posted until now. I wanted to wait until a blog upgrade made it possible to do this justice!