Speak Stiltedly and Wear a Yellow Shirt

…you go an entire year without posting to ASC. Last year at this time I was posting some last-minute filk, though my Trek output was otherwise restricted to a few drabbles and a Stargate crossover. This year I posted nothing. At least this means I can sit out the ASC Awards guilt-free (though I probably will vote in any categories involving either Khan or filk).

On the other side of the gate, the SJFA awards are coming up soon, and the SG-1 Awards sometime after that.

Via Lori: a metafilter story about the new Eye of Argon. Atlanta Nights [PDF] by “Travis Tea” is badfic with a vengeance and a higher purpose–exposing POD publishers for the scam artists they are. TNH has more of the story.

/. Quote of the Day: When I used to teach a course on MS Office (pauses while PTSD-style flashbacks ease off a bit) I used to explain it like this. “Office is like having a big, friendly, eager-to-please giant with an IQ of 80 standing helpfully between you and your work.”
Don’t worry, I’ll capitalize that for you. When do I get to pat the rabbits, George? –Lonesome Squash

Buffyology is a cool Buffy resource, with transcripts.

Mac of the day: the rumored G5 PowerBook (via Slashdot)

Here’s a post about outsourcing math teachers from GNXP for Jerie. The comments go into more detail about the disincentives that keep otherwise qualified people like yours truly from becoming teachers.

I looked out the window this morning and thought that’s not two inches of snow. It was, in fact, two inches of snow, but it wasn’t supposed to be snowing yet and the forecast of 2-4 inches was looking a bit inaccurate. In fact, the new forecast has 5-8 inches total.

Back when I lived in Connecticut, we had this one winter where it snowed every Wednesday and Sunday–not blizzards, but it added up. The drifts just got higher and higher, and the winter went on and on for a total of over 100 inches of snow. So 5 inches on Wednesday following a Sunday blizzard is ominous.

On the up side, the MBTA finally shoveled that half-foot of packed snow off the above-ground T stops, just in time for the new coat.

Modern Drunkard Magazine compares the hard-drinking TOS crew with the sensitive synthehol imbibers of TNG in Space Winos. Don’t drink and read… [Via Geek Press]

Bad news of the day: Fla. loses appeal in Terri Schiavo case

Reports vary, but we have about 2 feet of snow on the ground today. Though I live to mock the T, I have to admit it was the only thing moving in Boston yesterday morning. (Yes, I was out in the blizzard yesterday.) The Breda trains were coated with snow, but they turned out to be the little engines that could. The only problems they had involved opening doors blocked by snowdrifts on the unshoveled outdoor T stops.

The Red Line was not quite so obliging; it took me an hour and a half to get to work this morning, much of it spent waiting for a semi-disabled Red Line train that went out of service right after it deposited me in Cambridge.

It seems like I’ve linked this link before, but in case I haven’t, check out Edgar Governo: Historian of Things That Never Were. He has collected timelines for books, television, movies, and other ahistorical histories.

Fluff of the day: The Chain, a Stargate fic about what happened to Captain Matheson.

It’s pretty and fluffy and white outside. By morning we should have at least a foot of snow, and be back down to the teens in temperature. The blizzard bit also starts tomorrow with winds up to 60 miles an hour and a total accumulation around two feet.

The only down-side is that it’s happening over the weekend. Why couldn’t we have a nice Thursday-Friday blizzard for a long ski weekend?

I’m finally caught up on Stargate, thanks to Jerie. It’s taken me a year and a half to cover seven and a half seasons of the show. I missed an episode here and there, but I got the general idea.

So where do I go from here? Atlantis? Farscape? Battlestar Galactica, of all things? I’ve been reading a lot of sci-fi instead (and getting behind on the reviews), but at some point I have to decide what’s next. And whatever it is, even Stargate S9, it will be sadly Jackless.