Blogger is causing me to pull my hair out right now. Everytime I try to update, I get a mysterious “broken pipe” error. Such an arcane message; it doesn’t really tell me anything. A very helpful woman at my ISP helped me determine that everything is fine on my end, so it must be Blogger. I’m tempted to switch to Moveable Type, but then I need to find a new host that supports CGI scripting. Any thoughts?
Bravo to this Texas Tech prof who refuses to write letters of recommendation to students who do not subscribe to the theory of evolution. No, this is not discrimination. A professor has always been free to choose the students for whom letters will be written. But if you’re going to pursue advanced studies in the biomedical sciences, I can’t see how you can ignore one of the field’s most fundamental findings. Should a prof write a letter for a physics student who doesn’t believe in relativity?

Not much time to write. It’s been damn cold in these parts lately. It takes about 15 minutes for sensation to return to my hands once I get to work.
What a ho-hum Superbowl. The only entertaining part was the ad for the new Matrix films.
FINALLY finished Neverwinter Nights. The sad thing is that I actually felt like I accomplished something.
My story is now over 6,000 words.

I’ve always been something of a frustrateed writer (thus this blog). Every year I resolve to write at least one piece of substance. And every year I utterly fail. I usually get bored with my writing or just become too lazy to stick with it. But lately. I’ve been working on an idea that has been bouncing around my head for a while. I’ve banged out about 4000 words so far, which isn’t bad considering that I type with my head. Once it’s finished, I plan on submitting it to one of the niche SF magazines. If nothing else, I can slap it up here for all nine of you to read!
Back to work. By the way, if you have something you think is blog-worthy (like a link or strange story), just e-mail me.

America�s capacity to produce kitsch leaves me in awe sometimes. Check this out. I�m not sure whether I should laugh hysterically or cringe in disbelief..
They announced the Grammy nominees today. I�m embarrassed to admit this, but I really dig Avril Lavigne. She has a great voice but doesn�t resort to any creepy I�m-a-hot-slutty-teenage-girl-so-fuck-me-blue overtures. And I�m actually beginning to admire Eminem�s verse.
Speaking of music, FREE MONEY! That�s right, get your piece of class-action scratch from RIAA, the same people who brought you the death of Napster. We hates them.

As I was saying…
Saw The Two Towers over Christmas. My short review: go see it. Yes, it has elves and swords and lots of British accents, but it’s not just a cinematic wet dream of some pimply-faced 15-year old D&D freak. It’s a moving and thrilling piece of work. Peter Jackson is on the verge of becoming this generation’s Kurosawa.
I hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year. My own celebrations will be rather subdued. The thought of venturing out tonight doesn’t fill me with excitement. On the whole, I think 2002 was a pretty dreary year for the world. Let’s hope 2003 is a bit brighter, but it’s difficult to say that with a war looming. But you probably had a better year than these people.