Archive | January 21, 2010

Waterworld

I’ll be in San Diego next week. I’m glad it’s not this week! The mall where I saw the first Star Wars movie in 1977 is likely to flood tonight.


Libertopia Is Coming

Golden Gate BridgeNext July in San Francisco I’m planning to speak at Libertopia, an event organised by Sky Conway (about whom I’ve blogged previously), and not to be confused with any of the various other things out there already called “Libertopia.”

I believe the list of speakers on the website is only tentative, but it gives some idea of the ways in which it’s wide-ranging (both Brad Spangler and Hans Hoppe!) and the ways in which it isn’t (almost everyone on the list is an anarchist and is pursuing a primarily non-electoral form of activism; I have reason to think that’s by design).

A pity it’s so pricey (I’m with Starchild on that issue – high convention fees clash with inclusiveness), though if one skips the banquet and cruise and stays at a cheaper hotel (I like the Powell) it’s not as bad.

(The event hasn’t been widely promoted yet, but I’m spreading the word because there are, alas, deadline-triggered price hikes.)


Neil Gaiman! Squeeeeeee!

The New Yorker has a partly good and partly annoying profile of Neil Gaiman up.

Gaiman comments on the profile:

Golden Age Sandman with gas gunIt’s pretty good actually, although given the amount of time I was on the phone with the New York Times Fact Checker for, I’m surprised at the number of things Dana still got a little bit wrong (from the Golden Age Sandman “killing” people with his gas gun on up, or down). I found myself feeling protective of the readers, and was disappointed that there wasn’t actually more about the stories in there: the huge signings and bloggings and book-sales numbers [and] such are a tiny by-product of the stories, and, for me, not the most interesting bit (it would be like seeing someone describing a classical concert: the funny man with the stick waving it around at the front, and all the people in their best clothes sitting patiently while other people blow or pluck or scrape or bang at things on the stage, which all seems a bit peculiar if you aren’t talking about the music). Glad it’s done, though.

He talks some more about the profile here.

Mr. Sandman - Mattress Outlet


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