Moe Lane's Blog, page 59
April 7, 2025
Tweet of the Day, Holy Callbacks, Batman! edition
Whoa.
Cesar Romero as the Joker, 1966. pic.twitter.com/aNqR67PAED
— Classic Horror Films (@HorrorHammer1) April 7, 2025

Via @SandyofCthulhu.
The THE PHOENICIAN SCHEME Trailer.
So am I a guy who goes to see Wes Anderson films, now? I very well may be. THE PHOENICIAN SCHEME appeals to me. I’m not sure whether or not this is actually a problem.
04/07/2025 Snippet, IN THE HALLS OF THE LILY KING.
Back to it!
Judging from the decor and the clientele, La Citadelle Écarlate was popular with the city guard. Not his first choice for a place to have a quiet talk, but it wasn’t as if he was actually wanted for anything illegal. At least, wanted by name. Not reporting a dead body was probably a crime, whether or not it was even Waylon’s business in the first place.
If being around a bunch of weirdly dressed state troopers bothered his new friend, it didn’t show on her face. Which he had to admit was a nice one: gray eyes, nicely kissable lips, and a tawny complexion that was as almost as much out of place in this sub-arctic city as his own dark brown. Pinned-up golden brown hair completed the picture… and the thoroughly sensible dress of a Greater Hershey commercial agent drew a new one. One probably captioned, Business First.
Waylon grinned, not really worrying if she saw. After all, it didn’t have to be Business Only, did it? But since it was business… “All right,” he said, after the drinks had been brought out. “You wanted to talk, so let’s talk. Not that I know anything about our mutual acquaintance.”

April 6, 2025
‘The Mary Ellen Carter.’
Huh. This is apparently my doldrums time of the year. Good to know.
The Mary Ellen Carter, Stan Rogers
#commissionearned
A bunch of around-the-house infrastructure today.
My wife had to help out with a SCA demo, so I was running around today doing… :waving hands: stuff. You know. Things that make us more than bears with furniture, as a comedienne once put it. Maybe I need a vacation…
Patreon Microfiction: The Bubbles Don’t Actually Matter.
‘The Bubbles Don’t Actually Matter’ is not exactly… well, how serious can you be in one hundred words, anyway? Still, take that average value of serious, and decrease it by fifty percent, and you’ve got the seriousness of this piece. Or something.

April 5, 2025
‘Night Moves.’
It’s kind of a sad song, but it’s also a song I associate with the world waking up from winter. So, basically, it’s a wash.
Night Moves, Bob Seger
#commissionearned
Which works better?
The PHINEAS & FERB new season trailer.
I’m not loving this. I don’t know why. It looks like Phineas & Ferb, and it’s being done by the same guys, and most of the voices are right, but… maybe I just don’t want a new season? I mean, why add on to perfection?
Also, my kids are getting old for this show anyway.
Well, maybe it’ll end up being fine anyway.
Book of the Week: Conquistador.

Ah, Conquistador. Picked it up to look up something about farming, reread the whole thing. Alternate history, in which an officer (and Virginian fighting-man) discovers in 1946 a stable dimensional portal to a North America undiscovered by Europeans. It’s a great book, visibly showing the influences of Silver Age science fiction (particularly H. Beam Piper), but it’s also telling that S.M. Stirling needed to quote Niven’s Law* in the foreword. I imagine some of the hate mail was epic.
#commissionearned
*Well, one of Niven’s Laws:
There is a technical, literary term for those who mistake the opinions and beliefs of characters in a novel for those of the author.
The term is ‘idiot.’