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Recent entries
back-to-back winners or, where's that kill button when you need it? - 2009-10-08
peregrine falcon joins the yard list - 2009-10-07
sleeping without the fishes - 2009-10-07
real sleepy now - 2009-10-06
full flight? - 2009-10-05

By public demand, and after a delay of an embarrassing number of years, I've finally put my notorious essay, Ender and Hitler: Sympathy for the Superman, free on the fabulous internets.

A bibliography of my published books and stories.

Here's my card-counting FAQ.

Visit my original website but I recommend putting pop-up/banner blockers on first.

A Sadean take on Asimov's classic Three Laws of Robotics can be found in Roger Williams' NOW REVIEWED ON SLASHDOT!!! The Metamorphosis of Prime Intellect. Adult readers only please -- explicit sex and violence. For updates on the "Dead Tree Project" and other topics, you may visit the localroger diary.

Visit Peachfront's Cookbook, for recipes that are fast, cheap, and good. A work in progress.

The Wild Parrots of Telegraph Hill blog by Mark Bittner about feral Cherry-Headed Conures in San Francisco.

i beat my head on the wall because it feels so good when i stop

2009-10-04 - 10:52 a.m.

We just played poker yesterday. 5/10NL for him, 30/60 limit for me. This ability to text between tables and share the pain is a mixed blessing indeed. We were off to a rough start, and we were busily texting back and forth about all the bad beats and how we were down over five racks and oh my God, God hates us, maybe not "you're going to have a 19 pound baby" hates us (this actually happened to some poor woman in Indonesia recently) but still...oh my God, God hates us. But, at some point, I send the crucial text: AA finally wins a hand. The worm has turned. We make a huge comeback and end up winning close to two racks. Not any huge win for two people grinding all day but hey we'll take it.
My image at the table was odd. For a long time, I was in nit hell, and I could steal little pots, but the nits seemed to believe that I was just waiting around for the quality hands and they started folding all the time when I raised. So little pots were all I was getting. Then I broke down and ordered an Apple Martini, and I guess my image changed to drunk aggressive lagtard so I finally picked up some action and was able to win some decent pots. Whew. The main trouble with this strategy is that the alcohol makes me sleepy so I ended up quitting just as I was roaring back. Oh well.

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