Interestingly, I picked this book out to read at the same time that my own first child was born. Why? I wanted to read some Heinlein and it stood out as a title I hadn’t yet read. Hm. Funny how timing works out.

This might be my favorite beer in the whole world. It’s smooth and triple fermented. I just love it.

This book really reminded me of Starship Troopers in terms of story.

It was a page-turner, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.

So bad that it circles all the way back ‘round to good again. Seriously, I had this pegged as an awful movie about four minutes in, but kept watching because it was soooooo bad.

This book is cool. Because it’s a bunch of selected readings, you can dip in and read for a few minutes (mostly) without committing yourself to reading say, the whole of the Canterbury Tales.

The reading is a little tricky. Words aren’t used in quite the same way. Spelling isn’t regular from one writer to the next. Sometimes it’s almost impossible to read (though by the third time through, it’s usually clear, if not, I skip on). And the poetry is so lyric it’s like reading a strange music.

It seems like it took forever for us to make this book.

Anyway, you should buy it. It helps to pay the mortgage here and to make you smart about how to avoid nasty dictators.

Manifold: Space was good, but Manifold: Time was even better.

I saw this movie with a neice and nephew. They enjoyed it enough—maybe enough that they’ll want the video to watch many times—but I doubt it. They weren’t talking about it all the way home. On the other hand, they did stay quiet through the whole movie. So good enough.

I also enjoyed the movie well enough. It was entertaining. Without spoiling the plot, there is some time travel involved—and I’m a sucker for time-travel stories. So I enjoyed that aspect. The rest of the movie was likewise conceived and executed in a solid, workman’s manner. While the movie is aimed at a younger audience, it is not so saccharine that adults can’t watch it. Quite the contrary, it is watchable and fun.

My gripe with the movie is this: the story only worked on one level. Where Shrek made clever reference to things that adults would get, Meet the Robinsons told the story and noting more. Which is a pity, because the movie is otherwise charming and entertaining.

Because I wrote a few bits of this book.

So far…

I’m not even fifty pages into the book, and it is already way weirder than the Russian film version.

This is one of of the weirder things I’ve read—and I have read lots of Philip K. Dick and Robert Anton Wilson. I know from weird science fiction.