Stranger Than Truth

Not long ago, I decided to merge my fiction blog with my regular blog. Well now, in the interest of preventing confusion, I’ve un-merged them and moved all of my stories to a new blog called “Stranger Than Truth”. I hope to update it regularly (and get back to updating this blog regularly, too). For now, though, you can find a few hitherto-unpublished stories there. Enjoy!

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“Yo Dawg…”

I’m sorry to say that I’ve fallen victim to an internet meme. In case you didn’t know, there’s a Pimp My Ride meme floating around. Also, in case you didn’t know, a few months ago, scientists announced the discovery of a weird little virus called Sputnik which (apparently) infects another virus (the Mimivirus). This morning, as I lay in my irrational post-sleep stupor, the meme and the Mimivirus stumbled into each other, and this was the result:

Sorry…I couldn’t help myself. I don’t know what came over me. I promise it will never (never) happen again.

A List: Famous People I Wouldn’t Want to Sit Next to On A Plane

This list has been knocking around in my head for a while. I’ll update it as more famous people occur to me. (Note: I actually like most of the people on the list (or their work, at least), but they strike me as the sort that, you know, wouldn’t be good to sit next to on a plane):

  • M. Night Shyamalan
  • Stephen King
  • Aphex Twin (if the guy’s not crazy, he should be)
  • David Firth (see above)
  • Dane Cook (I wouldn’t want to sit next to him anywhere, actually)
  • Tom Cruise
  • Brad Pitt
  • Anthony Hopkins (“Care for some of my liver and onions? Fffffthfth!”)
  • Any member of Rammstein (see above)
  • Sigourney Weaver
  • Paul Erdős (okay, the fact that he’s been dead for twelve years doesn’t help, but even if he was alive…)
  • George Clooney (he seems like he might be an ass in person)
  • H.P. Lovecraft (see “Anthony Hopkins” or “Aphex Twin”)

The Weekly Update #1

I know that I haven’t been great about writing new posts lately, so I’ve decided to try an experiment: at least one weekly update, whether I like it or not, so that my loyal readers (if there are any left…) have something to look forward to every Friday (you know, other than the fact that it’s Friday.) Here goes.

What I’m Reading Now: Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card. It’s one of those sciene-fiction classics (like Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep or Neuromancer) that I’ve had on my shelf for years and never read. So far, I’m enjoying it, although it’s not exactly the world-shattering novel all the hype made me expect.

What I’m Writing Now: Not much. I’m trying to write another short story for my big, bloated, and rapidly mutating Harvester chronology (see The Long Wait if you don’t know what I’m talking about), but so far, I’ll get a few paragraphs in, get sick of the story, and give up.

What I’m Playing Now: Nothing. I was re-playing Portal a few weeks ago, but I found myself rushing through it, so I stopped.

What I’m Doing Now: Mainly, I’m just recovering from final exams. There were only three this semester, but they were quite enough.

My Inspirational Thought of the Week: “If you learn to be a little pessimistic all the time, then when good things happen, it’ll be even nicer.”

My Weekly Suggestion: If you see a stranger who looks depressed, don’t be afraid to ask what’s bothering them. You might make a world of difference.

Hmm…I’m already starting to doubt the wisdom of this weekly update thing. As if the blog didn’t already have enough lists of random things. Hopefully, though, I’ll have some more substantial posts coming up soon.

Military Dodecapod

Yet another model I threw together in Blender. It’s a twelve-legged military hunter-killer robot, designed for rough terrain. Yes, dear readers, this is what I’ve been doing instead of writing blog posts or working on my philosophy final…

Decapod

This is something I threw together in Blender and decided to share for no particular reason. It’s supposed to be a sort of military robot or something of the sort, but it ended up looking like a lunar lander or something.

A Story for Halloween

My mother is one of those odd people for whom Halloween is a more fun and more interesting holiday than, say, Christmas, or any of the other major holidays. Lately, I find myself following in her footsteps. And so, in honor of Halloween, I present: Hosts, a short (and fairly gruesome, and probably mildly disturbing) horror story. Here’s how I summarize it:

How do you survive as the last normal human, and all others are host to alien Larvae, euphoric and stupid and violently defensive against non-hosts? Gregg thinks he has a solution, but he knows it won’t last forever.

Enjoy, and merry Halloween.