([personal profile] corvi May. 23rd, 2013 11:12 pm)
[personal profile] juli  and I were talking about four "cohort novels":
  • The Boat of a Million Years (Pol Anderson) follows ten naturally immortal humans over about four thousand years as they weave in and out of eachother's lives and history.
  • Red Mars and Green Mars by Kim Stanley Robinson are told from the point of view of the first hundred Martian colonists. They cover fifty years, and even after Mars is fully colonized and they have dispersed into the general population following their own concerns, the First Hundred spent so long as the only human beings on the world that they can easily recognize each other, no matter how distant or disguised.
  • First Among Equals (Jeffrey Archer) is about four fictional British MPs, following their careers from 1964 to 1981 and their reactions to changes in politics and the world.
  • The Years of Rice and Salt is another Kim Stanley Robinson book about a group of people reincarnated together repeatedly through an alternate history (though they don't know it) 

So I guess the characteristics of the novels in question are:
  • A longish timespan
  • Not focused around a single crisis or problem
  • Multiple viewpoint characters...
  • ... who don't interact very closely
  • ...but share a bond which affects each differently


I don't know why, but I love novels like this (even Boat of a Million Years, which is not actually very interesting otherwise). Does anyone know of others? Is there an actual name for this kind of thing? Help me, book people!
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([personal profile] ironed_orchid May. 24th, 2013 09:35 am)
This morning, just before dawn, George decided that I needed to be groomed. To be fair, my skin was a bit clammy because I was sleeping under two doonas and was perfectly toasty.

It was cute when she started licking my neck and chin, but after a minute the raspiness of her tongue started to hurt and she wasn't done, and then she moved onto my face. I managed to distract her, and we both went back to sleep a couple of times, but until I got out of bed at 8.30, she keeps coming back to finish the job.

At one point Mason came out of the wardrobe where he had been sleeping to give me a cuddle. That was nice because his version of giving cuddles mostly involves curling up in the crook of my arm. Also, his fur is so floofy and soft.
Reading:
Charlene Harris's Sookie Stackhouse books. A friend loaned me a box set with 7 or 8 in it. I've read the first 3 so far, and think I will stop there. Even though I had been warned, I was unprepared for how much I hate Sookie as a narrator. I basically only read the 2nd book because Tara hadn't shown up yet, and even though I knew Tara in the books was white, I was unprepared for how minor a character she was. But of course, in the books EVERYTHING is from Sookie's POV, and she is pretty self-centred. And judgmental. And a bitch. Even though the show writers have been on crack for the last couple of seasons, the writing in the show is SO MUCH BETTER.

I'm still halfway through Bullettime by Nick Mamatas, and think I'll finish that this weekend. It's great, but pretty fucking depressing, so I'm glad I took a break.

Watching: Buffy season 5, Angel season 2. I'm up to "The Body" and "Epiphany", so I guess a bit more than halfway through.

Also saw "The Name of the Doctor" and I am not ready for Matt Smith to leave.

Knitting: Grim's secret cowl. Over halfway through the current colourwork section, then it's 2 blocks of stocking stitch before weaving in ends and blocking.

Kittens: Are helping me compose this entry.


[photo of desk with short haired tabby in foreground, her head is out of frame. Long haired tabby sitting in front of computer monitor, which is raised on a white storage box.]

They are both sleeping on my bed most nights, usually Mason on my left side and George on my right, but sometimes they will curl up together down near my feet.

First cat vomit incidence last night. Mason vomited 3 times in an hour. Looked like partially chewed food rather than hairballs. We have a vet appointment tomorrow for shots and removing George's stitches, so I'm keeping an eye on him and making sure there is lots of clean water. He seems fine today, though.
Health TMI )

In equally annoying health news, I went to an allergist today and described my reactions to perfumes and flavorings. Her conclusion is that I'm essentially getting contact dermatitis on my tongue and throat when I inhale/ingest things I'm sensitive to. I noted that the problem had gotten a lot worse since I started taking the Zoloft; at first I thought it was related to the Zoloft-induced dry mouth, but that side effect has mostly gone away. However, upon Googling "contact dermatitis artificial flavor", I find this note in a case study of a woman who developed an allergic reaction to artificial cinnamon:

Contact allergies are common in the skin but rare in the mouth due to the protective role of saliva against the accumulation of allergens

Welp.

It's true that my mouth is still dry; it's just not dry enough to really bother me most of the time. In addition, the Zoloft continues to cause a bit of acid reflux, which is probably making my throat more sensitive to other irritants. Hooray! Bodies are fun.

Conclusion: once Readercon is over, plus a week to make sure there's no post-Readercon fuckery this year, I'm going to get my doctor and therapist's approval to go off the Zoloft. It's definitely been helpful, but I'm feeling a lot more settled, and most of my anxiety these days is related to--surprise!--being scared of food because I don't know when it's going to make my throat feel like it's swelling up. I keep being glad to have the Zoloft to help me deal with that, but it would be even better to not need to deal with it. In the meantime, lots and lots of peppermint candy (and a search for lemon or other citrus candies that have no artificial flavors or sweeteners, since citrus is naturally mouthwatering), and probably going back to taking Pepcid with the Zoloft.

Also conclusion: the allergist was not entirely useless, but pretty nearly. I mentioned the Zoloft dry mouth and she didn't say "It might be worth taking a closer look at that". She expressed surprise that Claritin appeared to help with the reaction but offered no suggestions for alternatives. Bah.
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([staff profile] mark posting in [site community profile] dw_maintenance May. 18th, 2013 07:51 am)

(For some California local definition of 'morning'!)

About 30 minutes ago one of our databases (sb-db03) locked up and stopped serving traffic. This was an active database, so the site quickly stopped when it could no longer serve requests. Alas.

I have failed us over to a backup database and now everything should be working again.

I'm not sure yet what happened to db03, but am currently investigating and will update this post if I come up with a root cause for the problem. Edit: It's back up and doesn't have any visible problems. Disks are fine, data's intact, etc. The graphs and logs show nothing. We'll have to keep an eye on it and see if it manifests further issues.

Sorry for the trouble, please let me know if you still see any problems!

Posted by panoptical

“First they ignore you. Then they ridicule you. And then they attack you and want to burn you. And then they build monuments to you.”
– Nicholas Klein, American trade unionist

Yesterday was the International Day Against Homophobia, and as you probably know the demonstration in Tbilisi was preempted by a counter-demonstration, led by the Georgian Orthodox Church, the goal of which was to beat and/or kill as many demonstrators as possible.

Two weeks ago was Easter. The Georgian Patriarch said that abortion must be banned in Georgia because there are not enough Georgians, and that if Georgian mothers have babies that they cannot care for, they should give the babies to the Church.

I’ve been too busy to do either of these topics justice. I feel anger and rage and disappointment. I want to use these events as a bludgeon with which to attack the Church. I feel a sense of grim satisfaction that the Orthodox Church is finally showing its really ugly side to the world. Now, we can no longer ignore the violence inherent within the system.

Will my anger help anyone? My New Years Resolution was to avoid outrage for its own sake. What will outrage – my outrage – do in this case? Another foreigner coming to tell Georgians how to live. If anyone paid attention at all, it would be to point me out as an example of what the priests are fighting against – foreign influence ruining Georgia’s morality.

Two years ago, I wrote a post about the state of LGBT rights in Georgia. The gist was that the general direction of LGBT discussions in Georgia, in public, was that there were no gay Georgians. First they ignore you.

A lot has happened in that time. There was last year’s rally, which was attacked during its march down Rustaveli Avenue. Then there was the follow-up rally, protesting the violence, which was kept safe by the police. Then there was the broom scandal, where it came out that there was systemic rape – rape against men, in particular – going on in Georgian prisons. These are both viewed as assaults on Georgian manhood and Georgian morality. There was the election and its aftermath, during which many Georgians got the impression that the foreign media and foreign governments were biased towards Misha and were trying to enact their own agenda in Georgia – an agenda which might not necessarily have the best interests of Georgians themselves as its top priority. This, I would argue, is deeply interrelated with the rise in nationalist sentiment in Georgia, which is in turn reflected by things like the argument that abortion should be banned so that there will be more Georgians. And, of course, the homosexual lifestyle, which is seen as nonreproductive, is also at odds with this vision of Georgia’s future.

There are a lot of reasons why violence erupted yesterday, and many of them reflect real problems that Georgia has to deal with. But make no mistake: yesterday was a huge victory for LGBT rights in Georgia.

Now, the issue of LGBT rights in Georgia has international attention. Georgia made more of a spectacle of itself than most other countries around the world. Journalists and tourists were caught up in the violence and chaos. Georgia’s reputation took a hit, and many Georgians feel shame that their countrymen embarrassed themselves so thoroughly by resorting to this kind of behavior.

But more importantly for Georgians, now the issue of LGBT rights in Georgia has Georgians’ attention. Now there can be no more “there are no gays in Georgia” claims to close down arguments. In only two years, LGBT issues in Georgia have gone from total invisibility to total recognition.

Now, all of the people who were on the fence, who were quietly ambivalent, or who supported LGBT rights but did not talk about it because of social taboo or fear of offending someone or fear of being ridiculed, all of the people who we never knew were allies – now all of these people are standing up against violence and for the right of LGBT supporters to express their opinions in public. People who never cared before care now. People who didn’t think LGBT rights were their issue are making it their issue now. Thousands of Georgians, on the internet, in the news, and in person, are denouncing the violence perpetrated by their church and their countrymen against innocent human beings.

I have to wonder – could I have imagined, in May, 2011, thousands and thousands of Georgians, all over the country and all over the world, denouncing anti-LGBT violence? Could any of us have imagined that? This is what progress looks like. It’s painful, it’s discouraging, and we’re winning.

There is a widespread, non-partisan political consensus that the right of Georgians to demonstrate against homophobia must be protected. While a few commentators have tried to somehow blame Misha or Ivanishvili for what happened yesterday, I am encouraged by the fact that virtually every politician who spoke on the matter, including Ivanishvili himself, expressed support for the Constitutional rights of Georgians to demonstrate and to have their demonstrations protected. It seems like there is currently no party that is siding with the Patriarch on this issue in order to score political points. I suspect that next year’s rally will have better police protection (and I would note that the lack of adequate police protection at demonstrations has been a recurring issue since the last elections, not limited to this particular rally).

So do I feel anger? Do I feel pain? Do I feel fear that my son will grow up in an environment of hate? Absolutely. A part of me wants to retaliate, to curse the priests and the people who follow them, to fight fire with fire. But I will not allow that part of me to win. It’s counterproductive. I will focus on the positive.

Today, I am proud to live in a country where politicians will defy the Church and stand up for the right to freedom of expression. I am proud to live in a country where every act of violence is met with a public outcry against violence. I am proud to live in a country where a growing number of demonstrators every year will risk life and limb for the right of their fellow humans to live without discrimination or oppression. I am proud that my wife is disgusted by bigotry and that her family is disgusted by the violence. I am proud that this country has come so far in such a short time.

Two years ago I was disappointed by the wall of silence and apathy surrounding LGBT issues. Now I am proud that Georgians are standing up to confront hatred and ignorance head-on. What happened yesterday filled me with hope. First they ignore you. Then they ridicule you. And then they attack you and want to burn you. And then they build monuments to you.


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([personal profile] ironed_orchid May. 18th, 2013 02:00 pm)
To celebrate caturday I cleaned the litter boxes and let the kittens explore outside.

10 photos of tabby kittens exploring a somewhat neglected courtyard )
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([personal profile] ironed_orchid May. 13th, 2013 10:00 pm)
Today I dreamed I was in Canberra and packing to move back to Perth. I think in the dream I may have still been enrolled in PhD, there was definitely a "have you done all your paperwork?" thing going on.

I was with Janina and we were visiting someone who had a Canberra centenary program and was asking us which art we had seen. Then all of a sudden I realized if I was in Canberra I could see the Skywhale and what was I doing sitting around talking to people when Skywhale!


...and then I woke up.

It's kinda nice to know my subconscious has its priorities right.
Another issue of #24MAG is done! And gorgeous! And full of data and genders and PTSD and color and theater and physics and cows! Read it for free here or buy a glorious tangible print copy at http://24mag.org/ .

This continues to be my absolute favorite freelance gig. I had to leave the last issue after 13 hours because I was unwell, and tearing myself away made me so sad. This time I did about 28 hours onsite (with a two-hour break and maybe four total hours of sleep), came home, and kept working in between naps and baths and meals. I made my last edits from my bed at 3:30 this morning. I think it ended up being something like #47MAG for the design team. Worth it, though. I'm really pleased with the piece I wrote about my sleep statistics, and everyone else's contributions are superb, as always.

As much as I loved the intense magazine atmosphere, when I got home I was suddenly awash in clingy love for J and X and utter deep joy at being home with them. I kept saying "I love you and I missed you" like I'd been gone for weeks. Since then I have been fed excellent tasty food, and there has been a great deal of cuddling and cuddling++, and the cats are their usual selves (which is good, as Java was briefly but worryingly ill on Thursday and Friday), and I took a long oatmeal bath, and I have gotten a whole lot of sleep. Today I slept from 4 until noon, and then again until 15:00 or so, so I think I'm more or less caught up. Super wacky dreams, of course. (I would have a dream and then have the bad porn fanfic version of the same dream. It was ridiculous.)

It has been a most splendid weekend, and I'm glad I have the whole week to recover from it.
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