surei: (zork)
"… beguiling the tedium of the way by describing to him in detail the various exhibits he had that morning seen at Merlin's Mechanical Museum. These included such attractions as a juggler, an aerial cavalcade, Merlin's Cave, and a set of Antique Whispering Busts (very ingenious); but these had not interested Felix as much as a hydraulic vase, a band of mechanical music, an mechanical cruising frigate. … he meant next to visit an exhibition at Spring Gardens, where Maillardet's Automaton was to be seen. This marvel … was a musical lady, who was advertised, rather alarmingly, to perform most of the functions of animal life, and to play sixteen airs upon an organized pianoforte, by the actual pressure of the fingers."
    -- Frederica, Georgette Heyer

Felix, a twelve year old boy and one of the minor main characters, is interested in steam power. Over the course of the story, in addition to the above passage, he looks for (but fails to find) one of Trevithick's railway locomotives called the Catch-me-who-can, visits a Soho foundry with a pneumatic lift, takes a trip down the river in a steam boat, and rides in a hot-air balloon.

The story itself is set in London, 1818.


This is the ranty part )
surei: (smoke)
It's amazing (it shouldn't be, but it is, and that's another rant for another time) what kind of philosophical and social commentary you can find in a children's book.

Here, have a long quote and see what I mean. )

Okay, with that off my chest, back to the story!
surei: (bloomhanging)
I have been trying for more than a week now to remember St. Augustine's name. Obviously, I have now done so, but I had to do it by pulling up the papers I wrote on him and rereading them. I do quite enjoy the irreverence with which I treated my "Philosophy of Religion" class, and so I have, again, the urge to share. (I did once before, back in the summer of '07, hence the "once again" bits.)

I'm not quite sure which particular paper (they are for the most part rather short) I wish to share at present, but it probably should have to do with Augustine, since that's the name I wanted to remember. The question is, which one? Well, why not both? Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not necessarily completely agree with the arguments made below. Besides, this is religious philosophy, people. Somebody is bound to be offended. If you flame me, I will wonder (pointedly) where you came from and why you seem to be stalking me. On the other hand, please feel free to respectfully disagree, so I can do the same right back and we can enjoy a pleasant discussion.

Augustine: Omniscience vs. Free Will )

The next piece, which is much shorter, takes almost the same starting point and goes in a completely different direction with it. I'm a little less sure of some bits of it, but then I'm not actually a scholar of philosophies.

CRQ #3: Augustine & Cruelty on the Part of God )
surei: (you too)
Alright, I realize that I'm spoiled, but come on, people! Text rotation and text direction. I want them. I do databases. Not spreadsheets, databases. )
surei: (you too)
It all started when the microwave went kaput.

We use our microwave every single day, so replacing it was absolutely necessary. And we did. And in the process, I noticed a refrigerator, which turned out to be completely wrong, but still got my parents (especially my mother, but me too, we all agreed) on a fridge kick. And so we replaced the refrigerator. It arrived yesterday, and we had to take off half of the doorframe between the living room and the kitchen in order to fit it in. (Which we wanted to do anyway, but still. That does need to be fixed. We've got raw wall exposed right now.) And we knew -- have known for a long time -- that the oven needs to be replaced sometime in here, because we had to re-calibrate it several years ago, and now we can't trust it to cook things right at all. But.

The kitchen sink is broken.

And the part which is broken, is broken clean through on one side. It's made of lead. And its got non-regulation/code/whatever threads, which means that it cannot be replaced.

Excuse me, I need to vent, and the lack of swearing is a sign of my rage. )

Hate the people who built this house, the crummy luck right now. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaate.

Hah.

Jun. 3rd, 2008 01:30 pm
surei: (smirk)
The trouble with fanfiction as a term is that, for many people, it's become derogatory. However, technically, what Shakespeare wrote was fanfiction. So obviously, if you think that being fanfic makes it automatically bad, then you'll see where I have trouble with the term as it's used today.

So we need something else to call the serious stuff that borrows someone else's story/world/idea and runs with it. It's not like we don't do that all the time anyway.

Fanfic is the fannish stuff. The stuff that was written by fans in a moment of OMG this story! orgasmic glee, and that can't possibly be any good (note the sarcasm. More like fanfic gets a really bad rep because there's no one to go through the slush pile and pick out the stuff worth reading and throw the rest away. Anyway). The other stuff, the serous stuff, like Shakespeare, and all the people who retell folk tales and fairy tales and all that, and also the really, really good stuff out there that I'm tired of seeing derided despite the obvious quality and original plot and good characterization and absolutely wonderful ideas because maybe it borrows a bit from something else and has the decency to admit it – the stuff that has to make shift with the term "fanfiction" but doesn't deserve the flak – that's world-borrowing.

So yeah. I've got a new term to separate the flailing stuff that can't stand without the original story from the stuff that's original but borrows bits (IC bits only, please) from someone else. The first is fanfiction. The second is worldborrowing. Or worldplay, that's easier to say but a little more confusing. Plus it sounds an awful lot like wordplay. Still, I think I like worldplay as a term a lot. We'll see.

Wah, blather.
surei: (deatheye)
Well, I just lost the past week to computer problems. What were they, you ask? Well, my main external drive went rather spectuacularly, and mysteriously kaput, in such a way that it corrupted all my other drives as well and it therefore took me about a day and a half to even figure out the problem.

click for the full story, told in the style of Darcy )

So I need four new names that all fit together. I find patterns, after all, so that covers number of syllables, the letters used, general impression given by the sounds, the meanings, and so on and so forth. And they need to be able to roll off my tongue in quick succession and give personality, too.

Hm. Maybe angel-types? With the -el and -ute endings? Hmmmmmm.

Ack, it's late. Bed. Triumphantly to bed!
surei: (deatheye)
Argh. You know how it is when you find something out and then want to tell people? Yeah. Still not doing it. Yes, it's upsetting; yes, I'd like someone to talk about it with; no, it's not about me. Therefore, it's not really my business. Diskworld people either already know or can find out for themselves, and I refuse to just repeat things as I hear them. Grah.

Will not talk.

Well, obviously, I may have prompted some questions in other people, but I haven't actually said anything myself. So there.

Okay, now I feel better.
surei: (bluecry)
I cleverly managed to combine the long-overdue bout of misery with the subject of Christmas. Please don't poke the humor, it is very brittle.

voila, the rant )