Dorcus Menswear for Men is exactly as painful as it sounds. From the incomparable Lileks.
JohnKerryIsADoucheBagButImVotingForHimAnyway.com is my new favorite URL.
I was really cranky on Friday, in case you couldn’t tell. Saturday was entertaining. It’s not every day you get to see someone take a pair of scissors to a dress that costs about what I make in a month, let me just say. After the fitting, I dashed back here for a shower hosted by the wonderful Lisa. Sunday we had lunch with Michael’s dad, who was in town for a Knights of Columbus thing that involves capes and plumed hats. We don’t get it either.
In writing and publishing news, Asimov’s and Interzone are changing editors. Also, Jim Macdonald will now edit your book for a flat fee. If you want the brutal truth, you could do much worse.
Last week’s Angel was lovely. Drew Goddard can make anything cool. Sunday’s Alias, on the other hand, was pretty bizarre. Pinpointing an individual brainwave from space?! Are you fucking kidding me? (Leaving aside for the moment that the wave in question was printed by a 14th-century Italian artifact….) I mean, I don’t ask for a whole lot of scientific plausibility in my shows. I’m good with vampires reproducing and all that crap. But give me something to work with, people. We’re in tinfoil hat territory with this Rambaldi crap.
