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Dr. Horrible on the Emmys

I didn’t watch the Emmys last night. I assume BSG swept all categories anyway — right? am I right? — so, you know, what’s in it for me?

I Am at Worldcon in Montreal

This morning I woke up at 7:25, in Brooklyn, hungover. My train left at 8:15 from Penn Station in Manhattan. It was a photo finish. Though maybe it’s better that no photos of that event are actually available.

The train is — over the course of 11 hours — taking me to WorldCon in Montreal. I’ve never been before, but judging by …

A Book I Liked: Best Served Cold, by Joe Abercrombie

I came across Joe Abercrombie when I had lunch with some people from Orbit, the science fiction publisher, a few weeks ago, and they mentioned him. They publish Abercrombie, so their objectivity is hopelessly compromised, but I put him on my list anyway. Then I was reminded of him when I was obsessively checking the Amazon UK page …

Now in Papervision: My Article on 18th Century Scientists

This ran in Time, and I just decided it was germane to this blog. Just like that.

It’s a piece about a book — no wait, hear me out — about late 18th century scientists, who were working at a time when the field was so wide open, anybody with a basement lab and some free time could make major discoveries.

The book is called Age of

The Old Man and the C (Comic-Con)

I’ve been to 13 Comic-Cons. And every year I go back, I get this crazy feeling. It’s a combination of exhaustion and déjà vu and girls in costumes that warps me into a headspace where I believe that Comic-Con is my only true existence. The rest of my life – the other 364 days – seem like a dream. What I think of as “Real …

San Diego Comic-Con: In Which I Find the Movie of the Con

This is what it’s like to be press at Comic-Con. It’s not that you don’t feel like an ass, when you walk past a mile-long line to get into a big screening, fans who have sweated and ground out the hours it took to have a reasonable shot at a reasonable seat. You wave your flimsy little purple construction-paper pass, go in the side …

Fear and Loathing at San Diego Comic-Con

I type this from the WIRED Cafe, where they have wifi and free food and also deafening house music.

Spend any time at all at Comic-con and it’s hard not to go all Hunter Thompson. There’s just so many damn people. Nerd culture has gorged and gorged, and then bloated, then collapsed under the weight of its own flesh. The excess flesh …

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