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August 25, 2025
A little taste on some cover art.
Just a taste. Artist is, of course, the talented and skilled Shaenon Garrity.
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Kids started school today.
Youngest is in high school; eldest is… now attending community college. Because that happened when I wasn’t looking. It all went well. And I can probably sleep in to 6:45 AM now. Or maybe even later; youngest child is perfectly capable of getting himself out the door without my help.
Time, as they say, marches on.
Moe Lane
PS: Eldest also showed just a bit more interest into my vendor schedule when I noted that the venues I sold at had horror art supplies and cosplay. That might go somewhere. We’ll see.
08/25/2025 Snippet, BANSHEE BEACH.
Now is the time where more bodies must hit the floor. Or, well, sand.
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Blood on the sand. A bunch more stuff, too, but the blood’s the first thing you’ll notice. It clumps up, and doesn’t vanish as it dries. There isn’t as much smell as you’d think, though. Guess the seaweed and salt give the iron a run for its money.
Lucas and I, we aimed for the cops. They were standing around in one of the classic loiters, the kind where you clump up and glare at the onlookers. This being Maravilloso, the onlookers were glaring right back. The scene wasn’t ugly, but it wasn’t gonna win any concursos, either. Hopefully we could wrap our part of it before the obligatory rumble.
The body was covered with a tarp. Tarps. There were three, and not one of them was closer than a foot to any of the others. I could feel Lucas narrowing his eyes at that as we walked up. “I didn’t know you had those kinds of monsters here, Tom,” he muttered at me.
“We don’t,” I muttered back. “Not for long. Okay, here comes the dumbest cop. He’s gonna be a hands-on kind of jackass. Let him.”
Whaddya know? I was right. Dumb Cop started right off with the classic hand-on-chest-and-shove. “Back off, tourist! Nothing to see, here!”
Tourist? We needed to get a full-time Shamus down here, right away. Or maybe a Loremaster or too. Whatever they were teaching the locals in school wasn’t taking. “Hey, Sergeant!” I yelled past him. “This an official beat-it, or is this guy just bored?”
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Risucon map!
Not where I am, just the map of the Risucon site:
October 4, 2025, at the Montgomery County Fairgrounds in Gaithersburg. It’s a single-day event this time, and the table fee is something I think I can recoup this time; also, the RisuCon folks ran a tight ship last year. Also, this year I will have my TTRPG (The Fermi Resolution Worldbook) to sell. I should be good.
Besides, it’s a little fresh air, and the fairgrounds are greener than I was expecting. Early October is still going to be nice and warm, because it’s Maryland. Hopefully, it’ll be a nice day out. See you there!
Moe Lane
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August 24, 2025
Oh, hey, they’re showing the Tobey Maguire Spider-man films in theaters.
I may go with my wife to see SPIDER-MAN 2 again. She always liked that one, because they got the arms right from a roboticist point of view. It’d be a nice date night.
‘The Great Wave off Kanagawa.’
Keep watching this space! Well, not this specific space. But it’ll be relevant soon, I swear.
I dislike having to do this.
But it’s unfortunately necessary. What you are seeing (and, alas, not as many people are seeing this as I would like) is what you are getting.
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Patreon Microfiction: WMDs.
Aerobic biospheres must be huge problems for sapients from anaerobic biospheres, for exactly this reason. ‘WMDs’ assumes that bioweapons like pond scum (engineered to be even more fecund) will mostly be used on closed environments, such as space stations or whatnot. Not that humans would ever sell any of that stuff voluntarily: Larry Niven’s “The Green Marauder” is required reading in xenobiology classes.
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