I said late last year that I was going to end the LJ with this post. But I'm going to push on, at least until April 15th, which will mark the tenth anniversary of the LJ.
We're getting another 3-6" of snow today. Pretty much as soon as it's all almost melted away, we get another snow. For the moment, as it falls, at least it's pretty. I understand that NYC and Philadelphia both got walloped.
My iPod croaked. Have I mentioned that? The fucking thing was hardly three years old. I can't afford to replace it, and I'll most likely learn to live without.
Last night, there was an entry in my head, all neat and tidy. This morning, there's just white noise. I suppose I ought to have made the entry last night.
I'd hoped to make it up to Boston yesterday. Instead, I made it only as far as the RISD Museum. Kathryn wanted to see an installation of Andy Warhol's photography. Personally, I don't care for Warhol. He was a hack. At best, he was the P.T. Barnum of Neo-expressionism. But it was an excuse to get out of the House and, since we weren't going to Boston, it was pretty much my only option. It was a dreary, dreary day, and Providence was at its ugliest. But I took photos, behind the cut (below). They're at least as good as Warhol's.
I have two interviews I should take care of today. I'm not sure how long its been since I did an interview. I got sick of them during the initial wave of Alabaster promotion in 2012 and refused to grant any more. I must have given one or two since then, but, if so, I can't recall them. And I'm not going to start making a habit of it now.*
Sirenia Digest #96 (January 2014) went out to subscribers night before last. I hope you're pleased with it.
I heard the news of Philip Seymour Hoffman's death early yesterday afternoon. I don't have words for that.
My first thought, "Why is there a seismograph on the floor." But it's actually a thermo-hydrograph, which makes complete sense.
*Turns out the last interview I gave was in March 2013, for the HWA. Before that, though, there's was an absurdly long one I gave to Nightmare Magazine that required days to complete. That one was the reason I stopped agreeing to reviews.