Ficlet - Silk and Steel

Oct. 19th, 2014 09:49 pm
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She called me "Mel". Nobody's called me that since Geoff died -- he was the only one. Just like Lex was the only one who calls me "Mom". I'm Lady Melody to everyone else; that's what I'm used to.

She asked if she could play me! Asked! All formal, as if we hadn't been talking online for more than a year.

"My Lady -- please. May I play you? I brought you strings." Martin silk and steel, all the way from Earth. I had no idea they were still making them. And that song!*

I think I'm in love again. It's been so long.

* Silk and Steel

(First posted as a comment in the October Crowdfunding Creative Jam in response to a prompt by zeeth-kyrah.)

Just filling in a little more back-story. I hadn't really been thinking of Lady M's second lover as female, but it seemed to fit. I haven't worked out the timeline details yet; I may have to change "seven" to "many" years in the lyric to make it work.

Done last week (20141012 Su - 18 Sa)

Oct. 19th, 2014 11:11 am
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Lots of puttering this week -- sorting unpaid bills, re-arranging shelves, a little cooking, a little cleaning, lots of mostly-uninteresting work.

Cat cuddles. I really think the cats are better antidepressants than my SSRI, which I've been cutting back on without noticable effects. So far.

And I wrote a poem! Go read: Shifts (also on DW and LJ; follow the linkies). It's already gotten some interesting reactions. I obviously need to update my Lit pages -- there are only three poems there, and I know I've written more than that!

Links, as usual, in the notes.

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Poem: Shifts

Oct. 18th, 2014 10:36 pm
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There's that moment when everything changes,
But really it's just you,
Seeing things differently.

When you realize that the solid bench you're sitting on
Is mostly empty space between particles.
When you learn that even the particles
Aren't really particles, and that light isn't entirely waves either.

When you see the way special relativity views velocity
As simple rotation in four-space, 
And you study general relativity and realize
That it's geometry all the way down.

When you suddenly get recursion,
Reading the Algol 60 Report, with its crystalline prose
And elegantly compact rules.
When Goedel blows the top of your head off,
And you understand that some things simply can't be proved.
When you see how elegantly Turing applies the same trick.

When you realize that a little of the Unknowable
Isn't part of the Unknown anymore,
Because now you know why you can't know it.

First published in a comment in the October 2014 Crowdfunding Creative Jam, on the theme "Paradigm Shifting Without a Clutch."

This is entirely autobiographical, though the sequence has been messed with a little to give artistic verisimilitude to an otherwise bald and unconvincing narrative.

Mirrored from steve.savitzky.net. My poetry there is in really rough shape; hopefully I'll get a little work done on it soon.

Also adopted by [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith as part of her Schrodinger's Heroes series, which makes it unintentionally canonical fanfic for an imaginary TV show. Talk about shifting without a clutch! At least it has synchromesh. Or was that synchrotron?

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Hi all,

Today another SSL vulnerability was announced. This one is named POODLE and is, while serious, much less serious than the Heartbleed event from some months ago.

Unfortunately, the only real way to fix the problem is to disable something called "SSLv3" entirely. Basically, this means that we instruct our servers that they are no longer allowed to speak version 3 of the SSL protocol (you can think of it as a language -- we ban this language from our servers). It turns out this is generally OK since most browsers don't actually speak using SSLv3 these days -- you actually use what's called TLS, which is a more modern, better way of protecting the stuff you send across the Internet.

The SSLv3 protocol is actually around 15 years old at this point, and TLS has been out so long that nearly every browser out there supports it. However, shutting off SSLv3 does mean that very old browsers -- IE6, for one -- can no longer talk to Dreamwidth using encryption. In this case, since the encryption wouldn't actually mean anything, we think it's better to not even pretend that it works.

I will be making this change sometime in the next hour or three. This really should impact almost none of you, but there might be one or two and, in that case, I'm sorry. We think it's better to do this so you know you're not actually secure than to let Dreamwidth pretend to be secure.

Edit: This has been deployed. SSLv3 is disabled on Dreamwidth.

Comments and questions welcome, as always!

General query

Oct. 13th, 2014 04:08 pm
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What are red flags in scifi/fantasy magazines' calls for submissions? What words/phrases make you think "ew, avoid"?

(for a project I'm working on)
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...when dealing with difficult people on the Internets.

Read more... )

SEEMS LEGIT

Oct. 12th, 2014 11:10 pm
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CW: Gamergate... )

Done last week (20141005 Su - 11 Sa)

Oct. 12th, 2014 10:05 am
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On the whole a pretty good week, as it turns out. Busy and often frustrating at work, but things finally came together Friday afternoon and the service I've been working on seems to be working correctly. Pieces are falling into place all over.

Last Sunday I made pasta sauce from scratch, using pretty much my Mom's recipe only with turkey Italian sausage and no bell peppers. Tomatoes from our garden. The Roma bush, especially, has been insanely productive.

On a whim I did some research on statins and grapefruit juice -- it turns out that the study that showed bad interactions involved the equivalent of over 2l/day. So I've been avoiding grapefruit for no good reason all these years.

Yesterday I spent puttering, mostly around Colleen's sewing corner in the Great Room. Colleen had expressed an interest in sorting through boxes, so I brought up a couple. I also moved her sewing machine and its cabinet to the other wall and brought up what I hope is the last of her rolling stacks of drawers. We need shelves in the corner.

Hmm. If the sewing room eventually moves upstairs (combined with a library/guest room after the remodel), we could use that corner for music.

Links in the notes, of course.

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"Stay safe"

Oct. 11th, 2014 12:19 pm
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I get somewhat annoyed when I see people saying "stay safe". What the hell people? Is the point of life to stay safe? Since when?! Especially weird when saying it to women who get death threats on Twitter. What are the suppposed to do to stay safe? Go into hiding? I mean, I've seen several people DO that. I fucking refuse to ever do that. Seriously fuck it.

Also weirdly irksome, when people say it to journalists going into war zones. I know what people mean is, I hope you come back ok from this. Still, if they were planning on staying safe they wouldn't go into a war zone to report from the front lines.

Annoying recent fad of language. I don't think I ever heard anyone say "stay safe" before about ... maybe 10 years ago, maybe less. When I hear it I hear a double message of "I'm worried about you" and "Be afraid and in fact I'm judging on you right now for not being afraid and behaving cowardly enough and whatever happens to you is your own fault"

Curmudgeonishly, me.

Chaff and flares; flares and chaff

Oct. 11th, 2014 04:20 am
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Serious trigger warning for violent misogyny, harassment, abuse, and threats.

Seriously, TW for GamerGate and all the things associated therewith. )

The smell of wealth

Oct. 10th, 2014 10:43 pm
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In a book I'm reading right now (the dragons in Detroit one) the protagonist notices "the smell of wealth" as he joins a horrible sibling for dinner. apparently the smell of wealth in this fancy restaurant is hardwood and truffle oil. Fair enough. I suddenly wondered what the smell of wealth would be or not be for different people.

Things that are definitely not the smell of wealth:
* Pine-sol
* Patchouli
* Feet smelling carpet in the YMCA dressing room
* Those air freshener candles in the gross smelling aisle at the drug store

Add your own to this list. It has a lot of potential.

I then had a memory not for the first time of this amazing lady I used to work with. We didn't work together directly, but were acquaintances from different departments and I would be around in her in various work contexts. She was a couple levels of hierarchy up from me. Once at dinner I was suddenly struck by realizing she was wearing like, a super simple sheath dress and some sandals and nothing else noticable, with her air in a ponytail. But she looked wealthy in a way I could not fathom. Why did she look like she was sort of burnished and definitely rich. It came down to I think, plastic surgeries, and super white teeth, and years of very regular spa visits. Like she must have got not just her hair cut every week but had the full run of things that can happen to you in a day spa/salon (a thing i was only dimly aware of at the time. ) She absolutely glowed. Nothing was out of control or out of place and she also projected an air of being extremely relaxed. She was also *nice* all the time. It was very odd. Her simple dress was also very structured and perfectly tailored to her. If you look around in the world, most 60 year old people don't look like that. I think celebrities must do this high level of work to look super polished. (this was near L.A. so she wasn't the only one to look like this) to me that is what wealthy looks like. They look like perfect dolls of humans. It isn't even the amount of consistent long term labor that goes into it. It's like the lifetime of never dropping that labor. And being really relaxed and comfortable because of leisure, at the same time. It was just their normal. It goes so far beyond a regular person's dressing up for an occasion (like, you can't get there by just doing your hair.)

Middle class people (when I'm definitely in middle class landia and not strange silicon valley land where different signifiers hold true) look like the current season's mall clothes. This is unmistakeable. Most of the people getting off a plane from Dallas or Houston will be wearing a current Mall from head to toe and it won't be more than 6 months old, not a fray or an inkstain.

This has been my painkiller fueled ramble of the day. You're welcome.

Thankful Thursday

Oct. 9th, 2014 09:45 pm
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It's actually Thursday! I'm thankful for

  • My family.
  • Broccoli beef, made by my Brother Bear.
  • Rainbow's End.
  • Good Drugs.
  • Happy lights.
  • Credit counseling.
  • git and gpg
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