YA For Obama

My pal and fellow author Maureen Johnson has started YA for Obama, which features YA authors talking about why politics matters to them, and encouraging their target audience to get involved and active, even if they are not quite old enough to vote. With a title like “YA for Obama” it’s pretty clear what side of the fence the contributors are coming down on. The first post (aside from Maureen’s intro) is from Judy Blume. Which is a nice way to start things off. If you or the YAish folks you know are inclined toward the Democratic side of things, do check it out.

Whatever X, Day XXII

Because I think it’s fun to inflict my musical stylings upon you! Again!

JULY 26, 2005: Saturn Speaks

John Scalzi again. No, I’m not back yet. I still have a week left on my hiatus. However, I wanted to drop a musical composition I did on y’all. The Cassini mission has recorded radio frequencies from Saturn and NASA has fiddled with them to put them into human hearing range, and I thought they sounded interesting enough to work with in a musical sense. So, for your musical delectation: “Saturn Speaks.” It comes in three flavors: Real Media (3.4 MB), small variable bit rate mp3 (4.3 MB) and large variable bit rate mp3 (9.9 MB). The track itself is 7 minutes long. Let me know what you think.

Happy Birthday Heather

It’s my big sister’s birthday today, so: Happy birthday Heather! As your gift, I’m officially forgiving you for trying to stave in my head with a 7-iron when I was eight years old, sending me to the hospital to get seven stitches to my head, right next to my eye (for those of you following along at home, it really was an accident. Heather hardly ever tried to murder me in an obvious fashion).

But wait, there’s more! Since after coming home from the hospital I deprived you of the ability to watch Paul McCartney: Rockshow because I wanted to watch Space Cruiser Yamato, and mom let me because, after all, I had suffered major blunt force trauma to the head that day, allow me now to rectify that situation right now for you:

That Paul McCartney. He was a cute one, he was. Anyway, happy birthday, Heather, and many more.

Update: Also happy birthday to Elizabeth Bear, my Viable Paradise roommate, who is in fact sitting on the couch next to me as I type this (but not looking at my screen, so she doesn’t know I’m writing this). Give yourself an eBear birthday gift and go out and purchase one of her many fine novels.