I Leave a Train of Rooted People

Jan. 31st, 2026 12:10 am
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While driving back from the tournament [personal profile] bunnyhugger got a phone notification that something was going on and needed her to moderate a Facebook group. She didn't elaborate, which was all that I needed to know: someone had noticed that a nonbinary person with a traditionally male name had won the Women's tournament and was going to make themselves a problem. [personal profile] bunnyhugger didn't elaborate as why force FAE to confront that their victory was making the vagina-inspectors mad?

It was, I would learn after we dropped off FAE and got lunch, exactly who I expected causing trouble. Someone very talented, whose retirement from competitive pinball met no protest since they were a jerk generally, had declared well why couldn't he just start calling himself (female near-homophone of his name) and clean up in the women's division? Remarkably, nearly the whole thread turned out to be people yelling at him to go away and his MAGA douchebaggery was why nobody missed him. (Not fully true; they also didn't miss him for his cheating in tournaments.) There was a brief argument about whether the thread should be closed, or deleted, or left up as a declaration of what the community values are. The argument became moot when someone kicked the guy --- who had been one of the overly many moderators of the group --- out of the group and banished him, which it turns out wipes out the whole thread.

Still, the first test of how Michigan Pinball --- which last decade acquired a reputation for Drama --- would handle a thing many people are broken about was passed with flying colors.

But this wasn't the end of it. It wouldn't become a big drama, at least as [personal profile] bunnyhugger relayed details to me, but it would become a steady trickle of guys being very concerned about whether women were being discriminated against, and there were several days of whack-a-mole. A pretty nice mole-whacker was [personal profile] bunnyhugger in her personal capacity (she would limit using her official, Women's State Representatie, account to post the rules about eligibility for sanctioned women's tournaments) noting how many guys who didn't even play competitively much were suddenly concerned about the women's championship. After a couple days of this the spouse of one of these guys finally joined the group to say how concerned she was about the ethics of gaming journalism. Tch.

Of course the women actually in the tournament haven't (so far as I've heard, a subset of how much [personal profile] bunnyhugger has noticed, and please remember this may be incorrect or at least out of date) said anything in places as permanent as social media. We've heard rumors of specific people being upset about FAE's come-from-nowhere win, although not whether that's because they present too masculine for their tastes or just because four months ago they weren't even on the women's rankings and suddenly they were the champion. (There are other nonbinary people, some with traditionally-masculine names, playing in women's tournament and attracting zero comment that we're aware of, although that might be a factor of these other people being mid-pack players and not being in a high-profile tournament, so, who cares if someone takes fifth place in a weekly?) I don't pass along names even in coy fashion, since [personal profile] bunnyhugger hasn't told me any; she's glad to protect me from knowing-with-certainty of people being horrible.

A couple days after their win, FAE announced that they would not be going to nationals, out in Boulder, Colorado, in March. They didn't say why (so far as I've heard). It may be as simple as they couldn't arrange transportation; they don't drive, for causes I've never inquired about, and while I don't quite know what they do I noticed they had a cooler bag mentioning retail excellence, which would be consistent with a tight budget. Maybe they figured it would deflate some of the Internet Angy people if they didn't represent the state. I don't imagine I can ever ask and will just have to listen in case they ever volunteer the information.

But this does mean that, if things go to plan, last year's champion of JL --- who had arranged the time off at work for this before the tournament was even held, a not-unjustified bit of confidence --- will be in Colorado representing the state at Nationals. Hope that goes well.

[personal profile] bunnyhugger tells me that four states had the same person win both the open and the women's championships, which speaks to several quite talented people playing. I don't know of women who won their state or province's open without winning the women's championship, but it's possible. More on this, from a great remove, as it comes to pass.


So, Kennywood. We saw Kenny Kangaroo! As he was going in for who knows how long! Of course we chased him down in a non-creepy way.

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Kenny stops for us and waves! Behind is the statue of George Washington, famous in the area for that time he started the Seven Years' War.


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And a last wave to [personal profile] bunnyhugger as the handler told us no, really, he's got to go.


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It happens Kenny's walk back took him past the Kangaroo ride so who can resist that? The only weird thing is there's people in frame not looking at Kenny.


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[personal profile] bunnyhugger fiddles with her camera while not paying particular attention to Parker. I think the guy in the fluorescent green shirt noticed me.


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And then we saw something almost as astounding and rare as Kenny Kangaroo: a five-minute wait for The Exterminator! But that's not the most astounding thing. It's that ...


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The sign was wrong! It was a walk-on! Or as close to a walk on as you can get for a roller coaster that seats only four people. We had to wait maybe one car, and when we got out we went around again and had to wait only five minutes or so, and then again with only a ten or so minute wait. By the time that was done Exterminator was back to its 45-minute waits but we were getting a bit dizzy anyway so that's a good time to stop.


Trivia: Explorer 1's booster fired its second stage 404 seconds after launch, at the control of a scientist on the ground, based on a (hasty) calculation of when the stack would be at the apex of its ballistic trajectory after the first stage's firing. The firing of the third and fourth stages were on timers after this. Source: Project Vanguard: The NASA History, Constance McLaughlin Green, Milton Lomask. NASA SP-4202.

Currently Reading: Michigan History, November/December 2025. Editor Amy Wagenaar. It seems a little predictable for the November 2025 cover feature to be the Edmund Fitzgerald but yeah, have to admit, what else could you possibly do? </p

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Yesterday evening, I and author, political candidate and former NFL player Chris Kluwe got together at Ann Arbor’s Downtown Library to talk about books, libraries, politics and the general state of the world, among other topics. And they recorded it! And put it on the Internet! And you can see it above. The conversation starts at about the 8:50 minute mark and runs about an hour, including audience Q&A. Enjoy.

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Interesting development here, and it's very strange. Honestly, I'm having a hard time understanding it.

The murder happened in 2024. Mangione allegedly shot down the CEO of UnitedHealthcare while he was walking into a shareholders meeting (IIRC). It takes some time to develop a case, and they especially want to get it right in a very high profile murder case such as this one. The case wasn't finished and presented to the grand jury during Biden's term, so it came to Pam Bondi's group to finish it up, get the indictment (maybe the indictment happened during Biden's term, I don't remember) and take it to court.

And it would appear that Bondi's group screwed up.

Mangione was charged with two counts of stalking, a weapons offense and murder through the use of a firearm. And, according to the judge, the Federal stalking charges are incompatible with the weapons offense and the murder charge, and she had to dismiss them. Thus he is no longer eligible for the Federal death penalty.

From the Australian News article: "US District Judge Margaret M. Garnett in Manhattan said she dismissed the federal murder and weapons charges because they were legally incompatible with the two counts of stalking Mr Mangione faces."

From USA Today, which helps further clarify things: "U.S. Attorney General Pam Bondi instructed the Justice Department to pursue the death penalty against Mangione last year. At the time, defense attorney Karen Friedman Agnifilo said in a statement that the federal charges were brought by a "lawless Justice Department" that made a "political" decision to pursue death.

In the order dismissing charges, Garnett wrote that the murder through the use of a firearm and weapons charges required the element that the murder was committed "during and in relation to" another federal crime that is considered a "crime of violence."

Those charges were made on the basis of the stalking charges, which Garnett ruled did not fit the legal definition of a "crime of violence," noting that the legal standard was counterintuitive to the average person."


He will still face murder charges in the State of New York, which, having dealt with organized crime and gang violence for a very long time, is quite good at building solid cases and getting convictions. That trial has not been scheduled, apparently they decided to let the Federal trial resolve first. New York State does not have a death penalty: their Supreme Court ruled it unconstitutional in 2004, in 2007 the State Legislature passed a law formally banning it. So it looks like life without parole is the longest sentence he could receive, whether it would be served in NY or at a federal pen would be a question yet to be resolved.

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2026-01-31/luigi-mangione-murder-weapons-charges-dropped/106290600

https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2026/01/30/luigi-mangione-murder-charge-death-penalty/88430898007/
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Over on my humor blog the attempt to give titles to the separate parts of the FX Down To Mobius MiSTing, which doesn't have such natural break points as Arthur Scott Bailey's chapters, made it to its second week before becoming ridiculous. That plus two bits drawn from real life and a weather joke that absolutely killed in the Teams chat at work. Please, enjoy!


Well, this is awkward: I have enough Tuscora Park photos for half a Thursday photo dump. Please enjoy that half-dozen and then the next thing we went to on the Most Extreme Mid-Atlantic Parks Tour ...

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All but one panel of the carousel building was closed, but I could still poke my hand in to get a picture of what it looked like.


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And, of course, I can do a panorama of the closed carousel and just a tiny bit of the outside.


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Kiddie Ferris wheel that's been put to bed for the night.


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Historical marker explaining the park, with the startling revelation to me that while yes, Tuscora started as a private amusement park, it was only a private amusement park for four seasons. From 1912 it was taken over by the public.


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So it turns out basically all the rides that were ever there were public property. It does give us tolerably believable dates for the carousel and Ferris Wheel's arrival at the park.


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The sunset was gorgeous, by the way, and while I took a couple of pictures this is maybe the most representative, at least of how it looks as a photograph. The clouds were just grand.



If you guessed the next thing after Tuscora Park would be Kennywood, you guessed right! And remember the last like five times we went right from Tuscora to Kennywood. Learning from experience counts!

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Establishing shot: the hatch of my car yawns wide to take in Kennywood in the distance.


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And one sweet thing about Kennywood is you get nice long approaches with pleasant views like this.


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OK, not so happy about having this many people in line ahead of us especially when we weren't 100% sure about our tickets (long yet boring story, we were fine, we accidentally bought duplicates because the park's web site was not telling us when the transaction successfully completed, they refunded the duplicates).


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And we're in the park! Look at the Old Mill, a ride nearly 125 years old and ... wait a minute, what's that in the center? Mascots!


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No, not Parker the Kennywood Arrow, we see him plenty of times, we want to see the other one, behind --- look, just --- get out of the way, we want to see ---


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Yes! It's Kenny Kangaroo, whom we saw for the first time ever outside a KennyCon event! And he was going in after spending the park opening greeting people and posing for pictures!


Trivia: In 1966, Lunar Landing Research Vehicle Number 1 was upgraded with a cockpit enclosure with styrofoam roof, and simulated Lunar Module window openings, a prototype of the enclosure that would be used on the Lunar Landing Training Vehicle. Source: Unconventional, Contrary, and Ugly: The Lunar Landing Research Vehicle, Gene J Matranga, C Wayne Ottiner, Calvin R Jarvis, with D CHristian Gelzer. NASA SP-2004-4535.

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A Quick Thank You To A Kind Reader!

Jan. 29th, 2026 10:00 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

Hey, everyone! I just wanted to take a moment to thank a reader who sent me some very lovely spices from Penzey’s. It really made my day to open a package I wasn’t expecting and get something so awesome!

Two variety boxes of Penzey's spices, each containing eight glass spice jars. Plus one free sample packet!

So many commenters have recommended this spice brand to me, so I’m stoked to try it out finally. Also, I didn’t realize they were glass jars until I actually touched them. The fact that they’re glass just makes them so much better, honestly, like how aesthetic and nice is that?

Gift giving is my love language, so it really means so much to me that someone thought of me enough to send such a kind gift. A truly perfect housewarming gift!

I won’t name them in the post, in case they don’t want the attention, but if it was you please feel free to claim your glory in the comments, you rock!

Can’t wait to whip something up with these spices, especially the more unique ones.

-AMS

The Big Idea: Miles Cameron

Jan. 29th, 2026 05:56 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

Author Miles Cameron is here today to introduce you to book number one of his space opera series. Though the first of many to come, there’s plenty of spaceships, drama, and war to go around, so strap in for the Big Idea of Artifact Space.

MILES CAMERON:
In 2018, I was sitting at a small SFF con in London with Alistair Reynolds, one of my favourite all-time Science Fiction authors, and I confess I was being a bit of a fan boy, telling him all about what I loved in his books, and he waited me out and then said something to the effect of ‘I hear you spent time on an aircraft carrier.’ The two of us then chatted away for half an hour about life on a carrier and how much we both thought it might be the closest thing to life on a big spaceship, when my editor (up until then I mostly wrote historical fiction and fantasy) turned around in her seat and said, ‘I’d buy that.’
When you are an author, these are very important words. I marked them down. I began to consider how I’d write a science fiction novel loosely based on ‘life on an aircraft carrier.’ Still, despite my military service, I wasn’t really interested in writing ‘military sci-fi’ per se, and I wrote myself some notes and—did other things.
A year later, I was writing a series of historical novels based in fifteenth century Venice and I became fascinated by the idea that Venice—a maritime state—built enormous (for 1450) galleys that carried on most of the trade with the Islamic world, travelling for months and even years on pre-determined routes that linked far-off lands like England and Egypt. I loved the idea that these Venetian seamen would, in the same trip, see so many disparate societies.
These ships doubled, in time of war, as major fleet elements. The idea of combined trade and military fascinated me, and Venice fascinates me still, and there it was—Great Galleys, like spaceborn aircraft carries, on long trade missions to the stars. I mean, there it was, except that it lacked a story.
I have a belief that art makes art; some of my best ideas have come to me while watching a good live play, an opera, a ballet, or a movie. I’m not sure exactly why; there’s an element fo free-association to watching people perform, I suppose—but it always works for me, and in the case of Artifact Space I was watching Florence Pugh in ‘Little Women,’ the last time I went out before COVID and lockdown here in Toronto. I sat there, watching this wonderful performance of one of my favourite books from childhood, and suddenly it was all there. I knew how I would design the human sphere to reflect Venetian trade routes; I saw how I could have the book start in a futuristic Saint Mark’s Square (the heart of Medieval Venice) and I suddenly saw my protagonist and the arc of her story. I think one of the problems of my first ‘Big Idea’ was that the aircraft carrier wasn’t a story—it was an idea. Venice in space was an idea. Both were backdrops on the way to world building. I have the good fortune to be a second-generation author, and one of my father’s favourite sayings was ‘an idea is not a book.’ True words. The aircraft carrier was not a book. Even the idea of Venice in space was not a book.
But Marca Nbaro is a protagonist with a back story and a future arc, and putting her, via Florence Pugh playing Amy March, aboard a ten-kilometre spaceship trading with aliens—it all came in a second. I knew Marca, I knew where she was going and I knew the set of secrets at the heart of the series that would drive the action. I could see the events–alien contact, Artificial Intelligence and its possible flaws, and the difficulties of a trade empire suddenly forced to act as a polity in the face of threat and change.
Good stuff. Other writers have been there before; I’m a huge fan of C.J. Cherryh and she won a Hugo writing on similar themes in Downbelow Station, one of my favourite books of all time. But I had one more ‘Big Idea’ to toss into the mix, because politics interests me and we live, right now, in ‘Interesting Times.’ I wanted humanity to be trapped in someone else’s war, bit players in a larger play, forced to make society-altering decisions just to survive. I wanted to show change, the sort of change people my age have already seen sweeping over us; technological change, societal change, political change.
Interstellar trade, giant spaceships with thousands of crew, massive political change, Alien contact, and one somewhat battered orphan trying to find her place in the universe. Sitting in the theater as the lights came up, it was, I promise you, all one Big Idea.


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Isn't It Punny.....

Jan. 29th, 2026 08:17 am
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Jan. 29th...


A Melty Ice Cream Cone Is

A Problem.

But I'm Sure I Can Lick It.
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So FAE won, and [personal profile] bunnyhugger awarded the last two trophies and winner's checks. Thanks to [personal profile] bunnyhugger's excellent job paneling every pinball joint in Michigan the pot of money for all sixteen winners had risen far beyond what the International Flipper Pinball Association had raised by its excises on women's events; so much money, in fact, that FAE will have to file tax documents after all this. The other competitors are spared that, but who can say what next year will bring?

[personal profile] bunnyhugger and I, with FAE, closed out the Clubhouse of course, between pictures and talking with AJH and PH and their family, and our general inability to not be the last people leaving anything. We did set out before they'd quite finished everything, which was lucky, since it turned out [personal profile] bunnyhugger had left her purse behind and we had to turn back around for it. This was a curious echo of the previous day where we'd left without FAE's laptop, except this time AJH didn't have to get back to the venue.

For dinner we figured on a Chinese restaurant and [personal profile] bunnyhugger Facebook-messaged AJH with the query 'chinese restaurants near me' because her phone hadn't switched to the correct app. AJH answered with the name of the only place in town, and she thanked him as Google, which may make a good running gag if we play it right.

We brought dinner back to the Gerber house and thought we'd eat in the dining room right up front. This we could not do because we couldn't find the lights until after dinner, when it was funny. Instead we went back four or five levels of dining room back, where we could find at least a bit of light, and [personal profile] bunnyhugger peeled back the tablecloth (we were afraid of staining it) and putting the plate with the dictionary on it off to the side. I got so many paper towels to serve as placemats so we wouldn't damage the wood of the table. And we had dinner.

The next morning we got up and once again packed and loaded things into the car. ... I ventured out first, so I got to see the six inches or so of snow on my car and get that loose, and also move my car out of its snowbank to a cleared part of the parking lot. We can't guess how bad it would have been to drive home in the early evening the previous day, but the driving home in the early afternoon?

I can't say I'm a fan. It could have been worse, which is a weak recommendation but is what you'll get. A couple times wind blew enough fresh, particulate snow to wipe out my whole ``seeing the road'' thing, but I was driving slow and steady and could not believe the people passing me.

Two times, though, I wasn't going slow enough. One of those times the light changed to yellow and I thought I'd have the time to brake. Instead, I was losing traction, and torn between ``creep through the intersection'' and whatever else might happen, I braked as much as I could without getting a warning from my dashboard and turned to the side road. This alarmed [personal profile] bunnyhugger, although I felt good that I managed this, had control back, and could do a U-turn and get back on M-37 soon enough.

The other time was as we were coming into Grand Rapids from the north, not long after we got news of the hundred-car pileup on a Grand Rapids highway south of the city. We were getting into the strip mall district, and once again the light changed and this time I didn't really have the time to stop and there was a car ahead that did. I steered a little out of the lane, into the crunchy slush that hadn't had a line of cars going through it, alarming [personal profile] bunnyhugger but dropping enough momentum that I could steer back into the lane and stop safely. I wasn't able to explain what I was doing, because I was busy trying to think what I could do to stop in time, but please trust me when I say I meant to do this and it worked out great.

East of Grand Rapids the snow let up, and the sun even came out, and by the time we were nearing Lansing the Interstates were in pretty good shape actually. The surface streets in town were not good, but we were able to drop FAE off, head over to Subway to get lunch --- we hadn't eaten before leaving town, and didn't on the road; by the time we got to Grand Rapids where I plausibly could have I didn't want anything in my hands except the steering wheel --- and get home, almost a day late but without anything bad happening. I mean besides [personal profile] bunnyhugger getting knocked out in the first round. Anyway [personal profile] bunnyhugger had to take care of something on Facebook.


And now, we're not quite at the last Tuscora Park pictures --- that should come tomorrow --- but we're nearing the end of the day. Here goes:

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And here's the band organ, seen without obstruction!


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Getting back to one of my classic compositions, looking at the underside of a carousel in motion.


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And here's the train shed, which you pass through along the ride.


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Inside's a bulletin board of all sorts of coded messages. Plus a lot of signs for possible closing times, most of which are way later than we've ever seen the park using.


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And now, already, they're closing the carousel up.


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And a guy pushes the train back into the shed rather than take it the long way around again. You feel for the kid looking on there.


Trivia: Robert Borden, prime minister of Canada, did not attend the January 1919 opening of the Paris Peace Conference, in a fit of pique over William F Lloyd, prime minister of Newfoundland, being given precedence. Source: Paris 1919: Six Months That Changed the World, Margaret MacMillan.

Currently Reading: Volume 82: Wreck o' th' Pegaso D'Oro, or, The Ispano-Squweezer!, Ralph Stein, Bill Zaboly. Editor Stephanie Noelle.

Jonathan Coulton: Mandelbrot Set

Jan. 28th, 2026 09:19 pm
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Ran into a post on Quora where a guy wrote a Mandelbrot generator in 20 lines of code - HTML/JSON! Someone in the replies posted this song.



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Posted by John Scalzi

When the history of the moment is said and done, there are going to be people who wished they had been on the same side as Bruce Springsteen and Billy Bragg, and some who will lie that they had always been. But they will know the truth, and so will others. It won’t be forgotten.

— JS

The Big Idea: Salinee Goldenberg

Jan. 28th, 2026 04:05 pm
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When you have two great ideas, why not have them work together to get the best of both worlds in one story? Author Salinee Goldenberg decided to do just that for her new novel, Way of the Walker. Enjoy hearing about her process of combining these ideas in her Big Idea.

SALINEE GOLDENBERG:

‘In its bare reality, decolonization reeks of red-hot cannonballs and bloody knives. For the last can be the first only after a murderous and decisive confrontation between the two protagonists. This determination to have the last move up to the front, to have them clamber up (too quickly, say some) the famous echelons of an organized society, can only succeed by resorting to every means, including, of course, violence.’

-Franz Fanon, The Wretched of The Earth 1961

There were two ravenous wolves of ideas within me when I sat down to write Way of the Walker. In one corner, we have an anti-colonialist war epic inspired by the late Rattanakosin era of Siam and the surrounding conquest of Southeast Asia by western powers. In the other, a character study, an anti-hero saga starring our headstrong protagonist Isaree, an estranged phi hunter on a journey of self discovery, defined by her uncompromising morals and a mission to administer the justice she sees absent in the world.

These two Big Ideas circled the story, which at times, frantically evaded capture, a juicy, nimble deer that refused to be devoured completely by one or the other. I needed to force my two hungry wolves to politely share this meal — to collaborate on its consumption in a viably publishable amount of words. Even though Way of the Walker is a stand alone, the real life inspiration behind the world of Suyoram began with my first novel, The Last Phi Hunter, a dark fantasy adventure inspired by Thai culture, folklore, Buddhism, and mythology. I didn’t want just a snapshot into a fantastical world, I wanted it to feel alive. A living world breathes, grows, dies, evolves… so I explored the effects of modernization in rural lands, the nostalgia of fading traditions, the death of mysticism, the yearning for a life that never was. I dipped my toe into the historical inspirations behind the world of Suyoram, but for the heavy themes in Way of the Walker, there was no shallow end to wade into. I had to dive in headfirst. 

Something that deeply interested me has always been how Thailand avoided colonization throughout the centuries as competing European powers descended upon the resource rich region and violently established control. Fortuitously, Siam’s geographical location served as a buffer between the British Empire and French Indochina, but Monkut and his heir Chulalongkorn (King Rama IV and V, respectively) realized that subjugation would be inevitable without drastic action.  

They educated their nobility overseas, adapted western fashions and architecture, and passed democratic legal and social practices, to the extent that some historians contend that Siam “colonized itself” in order to be perceived as culturally equal by the encroaching imperialists. Through territorial concessions, policy reforms, and diplomatic ingenuity, Siam remained independent, and the name of the country was eventually changed to Thailand in 1939 — “Thai” literally translating to “free.”

However inspiring this was, I wasn’t interested in writing a court intrigue dense with complicated political discussions. I wanted action, magic, murder, romance, mayhem! So the historical set up was only a jumping off point for the second wolf to come in. The “Grisland” antagonists in Way of the Walker are a conglomeration of western-coded oppressors, and I pulled more inspiration from struggles for sovereignty not only from other Southeast Asian countries like Vietnam and Malaysia, but from all around the world —  Algeria, Cuba, Bolivia, Kenya, Palestine, and more — no colonized peoples are ever alone.

Revolutions arise from the oppressed, the working class, the people, which the protagonists from both books are — but Ex from The Last Phi Hunter wasn’t the right lead for this story. His daughter Isaree, however, has grown up in the shadow of atmospheric violence, and was the natural evolution for this point of history. The injustices she witnesses and a crisis of faith drive her to seek answers, to seek power, and ultimately, to strike back at the oppressors, despite the personal cost. She’s heroic, but flawed, and not without limitations. 

The worst of these limitations was a narratively practical one. Isaree is a viciously fun character to write, but she’s all predator, instinct and raw power, with one foot into the world of devas and spirits, but can’t tell a treaty from a roll of toilet paper. How do I dig into the meat of a decolonialist narrative if the protagonist has no framework for geopolitics, or international trade wars, or, well… that’s where the Big Idea splits into a secondary POV — the renegade prince sent to kill her, as a favor to appease the king’s allies. With this insider view, we see what Frantz Fanon calls the “colonist bourgeoisie” perspective, which was the mediator bridge I needed, and made for great drama.

I had big ideas for this novel, but it’s something I’ve wanted to explore for years, and I was hungry for it. When I made the last edits, and the pass pages went to print, I can honestly say my appetite was satiated, and I settled in for a two-day victory nap. So if you’re itching for an action-packed fantasy war epic with an angry yet hopeful bichaotic protagonist, and big contemplations of what it means to punch up with a fist full of magic and a heart full of rage, go check it out.


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My Minor Annoyance Of The Day

Jan. 27th, 2026 09:00 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

I ordered some Valentine’s themed goods from Michael’s recently, including these heart print champagne flutes. I ordered these because they’re actually made of glass and all other V-Day themed “glasses” I found were actually acrylic, and also way too expensive for plastic fucking cups. How are you going to charge almost ten dollars per “glass” when they’re plastic? Yet these actual glasses were four dollars. Wild.

Anyways, lucky me, two of them arrived shattered:

Two completely shattered champagne flutes sitting on a granite countertop.

(Ignore the multiple packs of Liquid Death in the background, I was trying to fit the cans in the fridge. And YES I like Liquid Death, I don’t care if it’s kind of cringe marketing.)

If you follow my dad on Bluesky or Instagram, you might have seen not too long ago he posted that three of the four (much nicer) champagne glasses he ordered arrived completely broken:

Thankfully, he was able to get a refund, but it was genuinely a hassle. My refund for my two much cheaper glasses was a lot easier, and now a whopping seven dollars is back in my bank account.

Look, this post isn’t about getting refunds or being disappointed by broken glasses, it’s about the fact that somebody needs to start a delivery company that specializes in fragile packages and doesn’t just fastball your package at your front door. You can put “fragile” stickers on a package all you want and that mail carrier is still going to treat it like how airline workers treat your three hundred dollar suitcase. Aka NOT GOOD.

I’m serious, if there were a delivery company that guaranteed careful handling and extra care to get your goods to you in one piece, I’d be thrilled. I’m gonna start needing white glove delivery on every single package at this rate because I’m tired of hearing my package sound like a maraca when I bring it inside.

So, there you have it. My minor annoyance of the day. I shall live.

-AMS

The Big Idea: A.C. Wise

Jan. 27th, 2026 05:10 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

We’re all just trying to be good people, and sometimes in that journey we make mistakes. Perhaps the same goes for ghosts, as author A. C. Wise suggests in the Big Idea for her newest novel, Ballad of the Bone Road. Fae queens, paranormal detectives, and famous Hollywood ghosts, oh my!

A. C. WISE:

The big idea behind The Ballad of the Bone Road started out as several small ideas. The names Brix and Bellefeather made their way into my head and struck me as the perfect names for a pair of supernatural investigators. Around the same time, the line “When I was twelve years old, I met the Devil in an oak tree,” popped into my head. Finally, misheard song lyrics put the image in my mind of two young lovers in a hotel room summoning a ghost and becoming a throuple. 

Those three bits of inspiration may not have happened in that exact order, but they happened close enough to each other that it seemed reasonable to me that they would all be part of the same story. The big idea then became a question – how do these pieces fit together? How do I get all these people in the same place and how best to complicate their lives?

While the original line about meeting the Devil in an oak tree didn’t survive fully intact, I realized it was a fundamental part of Bellefeather’s backstory and why she makes the choices she does throughout the novel. Brix, then, would obviously meet the lovers and get caught up in their haunting, which turns out to be far more complicated than any of them could have anticipated.

My previous two novels, Wendy, Darling and Hooked, are a duology of sorts, inspired by Peter Pan. I wanted Ballad of the Bone Road to be something different, but there are certain themes that carry across all three works, namely characters making bad choices in response to trauma. At their core, the characters in all three novels (with the possible exception of James aka Captain Hook) are mostly trying to be good people and do the right thing, but they make a fair number of missteps along the way. They hurt those around them by holding on too tight or by pushing them away; they let fear drive them until it forces their hands and they discover they know how to be brave.

Ballad of the Bone Road is inspired, to a certain degree, by the glamor of the silver screen, an art deco aesthetic, and stories of the fae that depict them as inhumanly lovely and dangerous in equal measures. There are also ghosts, of course there are ghosts, but what happens when a haunting is accidental and more melancholy than malicious? Instead of driving out their ghosts, what if those experiencing the haunting were doing everything they could to hold on?

Even if the initial ideas may have been small and disparate ones, they all came together in the end, and I’m pleased with the questions the book poses and the ways the characters respond to the situations they find themselves facing. They are flawed and imperfect and human – even when they’re not exactly human – and most of them are just trying to do the best they can.


Ballad of the Bone Road: Amazon|Barnes & Noble|Bookshop|Forbidden Planet|Waterstones

Author socials: Website

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Jan. 27th, 2026 05:51 am
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Jan. 27th, 2026 05:29 am
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As much as I feel we need to fight back, this is so sadly true...

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For now, this is how we have to fight back...

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FAE has been quietly using they/them pronouns for years now, without getting much attention. And dressing in more feminine garb on more occasions. And, on the explicit word that nonbinary people were welcome in the women's tournaments, started playing in them in October. Which retroactively made all the pinball play they'd done in open leagues and tournaments count them towards the women's finals. FAE plays only in Lansing, plus Pinball At The Zoo this last year. This meant they were both unknown and under-rated: consider that they got into the top eight of women in the state on the strength of two league finishes and a couple not-large tournaments, plus a mid-pack finish in Pinball At The Zoo. FAE was my and [personal profile] bunnyhugger's pick for person most likely to win it all, and nobody but us seemed aware of them.

And our forecast looked likely to pay off: they beat their first-round opponent in four straight games, and their second-round in five games. KEC was next and would put FAE to the strongest test they faced all day. But KEC beat FAE on Mustang (her choice), then FAE returned the favor on Lethal Weapon 3. On The Who's Tommy and then Uncanny X-Men FAE racked up two more wins, bringing KEC to the brink of elimination. Then on Scuba --- her pick --- she came back and handed FAE a second loss that round. On to FAE's last pick, Paragon.

Paragon is a game I want to like. It's a wide-body, usually a sign of so much good pinball idea they couldn't place it all. It's got a neat bunch of art this time I don't think plagiarized from Boris Vallejo. But it is a brutal game, prone to sudden, abrupt ball drains. Even the tutorial video the IFPA has shows the skilled player teaching you how to play the game unable to keep the ball alive.

And, somehow, FAE was keeping the ball alive, accomplishing such impossible feats as spelling out the word PARAGON in the lights, a feat good for like 80,000 points on a table where 50,000 will give you a good finish most of the time. KEC went up to her last ball down something like 150,000 points and the game just does not let you get that many points.

Yet ... somehow ... she didn't lose the ball. She just kept on shooting it up into as safe a shot as Paragon has, putting up small but reliable points over and over, the wood-chopping approach that will win you games if you don't have an unlucky shot. And she kept having lucky shots, right up to the point that she too completed the PARAGON spelling, all but eliminating FAE's lead. A little bit more play and she would bring this expert player to a seventh game, that would be KEC's pick.

She didn't. The ball bounced off a something or other and drained and when the bonus counted up she was just short. One more hit on the bonus-multiplier targets would have won it. One or two more shots up into the upper playfield where bonuses build up and letters get awarded would have done it. It would have been plausible that she'd have gone on to finals, but she did not. All she had was the strange consolation that everyone in the venue was congratulating her for an incredible rally and agreeing that it sucked it wasn't enough.

And finals. FAE versus two-time women's champion JL. The match started on her game, Jungle Queen, which decided it wanted nothing to do with her and gave FAE a win. Lethal Weapon 3 was similarly not giving JL nearly enough time to play. The next game, Space Shuttle, got interrupted on JL's last ball when, down a hundred thousand points or something, the spinner that's essential to any wood-chopping play got stuck. PH was able to open the table and fix it easily, but what flow JL had started gathering was gone and she drained the next shot. Finally, playing demoralized, FAE crushed JL on The Uncanny X-Men, beating the former state champion four games to nothing.

FAE had come from obscurity to win it all, and they never faced a closer match than KEC with her outstanding-but-not-enough Paragon.


And now, back to Tuscora Park. We'll get to carousel fun soon.

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Something delights me in seeing the train wriggle its way back along the track here.


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Maker's plate for the Superior Wheel.


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And the ride sign for the roller coaster, which --- to my surprise --- I don't think we have any photographs of from up-close. No recent photographs anyway.


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Several plaques dedicating the carousel and its building.


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[personal profile] bunnyhugger enjoying a ride on the carousel. I had a feeling this was a ride it was okay to take a careful picture or two on.


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I guess [personal profile] bunnyhugger did not think it was all right I was taking pictures during the ride. Sorry.


Trivia: Challenger astronaut Ronald McNair hoped to bring a saxophone into space on STS-51L, to play with electronic musician Jean-Michel Jarre (on the ground) a composition Jarre had composed, ``Rendez-Vous VI''. He was blocked from bringing the instrument to space, on the grounds of objections from ``someone in the chain of command''. Commander Dick Scobee would say it was his call: ``I decided Ron could bring his sax if Judy [ Resnik ] could bring her piano.'' Source: Challenger: A True Story of Heroism and Disaster on the Edge of Space, Adam Higginbotham. McNair had played his saxophone in space before, on STS-41B (also the Challenger), but accidentally recorded over the tape of his performance before landing.

Currently Reading: Lost Popeye Zine, Volume 81: Steam Rocket to Infinity, Ralph Stein, Bill Zaboly. Editor Stephanie Noelle.

PS: What's Going On In Prince Valiant? Why is Prince Valiant in Italy now? November 2025 - January 2026 in case you missed my comic strip recaps sooner.

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Once she lost her first round [personal profile] bunnyhugger was knocked out of contention for the championship, and also out of the interest of the streamers. If she appeared on camera again (I don't remember and I'm not rewatching the whole stream to check) it was incidental, that she was on a game people still in the running were in. She was put into the rounds of best-of-three ``tiebreakers''. The International Flipper Pinball Association considers everyone who lost the first round to be in an eight-way tie for ninth-through-sixteenth, but [personal profile] bunnyhugger chose to break the ties with more rounds of play. In this way, if nothing else, nobody who came out to play would have to leave before getting at most ... uh ... ten losses. (It also meant some poor soul did get ten losses, although she had some wins in there.)

Nothing about the tournament format compels anyone to stick around after they don't want to play anymore, of course. Last year several players left after the first round and we had the very counter-intuitive result that two players who lost the first but won their second round before leaving finished ahead of someone who lost the first and second rounds but played through to the fourth. Having heard more than enough about that last year [personal profile] bunnyhugger was determined that it wouldn't happen again. Anyone who forfeited, such as because they wanted to get out of the middle of nowhere in the lower peninsula ahead of the most major snow event known to humanity, would be placed manually below anyone else who'd won the same number of rounds. As it turns out, only one person took this opportunity to leave early --- last year, in the less-remote Bay City, three people ditched; and come to think of it, back in January 2020 a great mass of people in the open tournament just disappeared, leaving the brackets a logical shambles --- so everything was easy to work out. (Ironically, she had got her stuff together to leave just as the other brackets had finished enough that she had a specific competitor to play against. I don't know whether she might have stuck around had she known that.)

The tiebreaker rounds, though, tried to make it up to [personal profile] bunnyhugger, who beat the first two rounds of opponents without a loss. And she took the final opponent, KEG --- once upon a time of Lansing League, now a Chicagoland player making a name for herself as the first out-of-stater in the Michigan women's championship --- to a third game. But she lost the third game, finishing the tournament at tenth, which was one more heartbreaking defeat after what the day had already brought.

KEC, meanwhile --- the person who beat [personal profile] bunnyhugger in the first round, I'm sorry my convention of using high score initials is confusing here --- emerged into the second round also playing strong. There's a funny thing here. Most of the time, when you learn a skill, any skill, you plateau; you have a long period of making slight improvement, then suddenly get a lot better, then have a long period of slight improvement again. KEC doesn't plateau; she just gets a bit, incrementally but noticeably, better every time. She's an even match for [personal profile] bunnyhugger, I'd say. But that day? She was also playing great. Above her normal level. After beating [personal profile] bunnyhugger 4-2 she went to beat MEW also in six games. She was in semifinals and only one thing could keep her out of finals, and that was our carpooler.


On that suspenseful beat let me divert you to Tuscora Park, which doesn't just have an antique carousel, something I think I've said already in photo captions or introductions. I forget. Someone check me on that.

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Other thing we wanted to ride, besides the carousel: the Parker Superior Wheel, matching the one at Crossroads Village. Note that to the left of car number 9 is a wheelchair-accessible car; there's one just like it opposite the center axis.


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View of the baseball game from on the ride. I'd thought there were only two Superior Wheels known to exist and we'd ridden them both but it turns out there's another in ... Kansas? One of those states down there anyway. You can't see that other Superior Wheel from here.


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Looking down on the swings ride that [personal profile] bunnyhugger might have been able to fit in but that has hard fiberglass seats too narrow for me.


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And an arty view out at the train ride, chugging along past the miniature golf course that we once again didn't have time to play.


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Miniature golf course, train station, swimming pool, and antique carousel seen from atop the Superior Wheel.


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And a view out on the miniature golf course, the train's course, and the roller coaster from the Superior Wheel.


Trivia: Powering up for the Apollo 1 capsule began at 7:41 am the 27th of January, 1967. The astronauts get secured in their seats until 1:19 pm. Source: In the Shadow of the Moon: A Challenging Journey to Tranquility, 1965 - 1969, Francis French and Colin Burgess. The astronauts first entered the capsule at 1:00.

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Oops.....

Jan. 26th, 2026 10:04 pm
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My friend, [profile] gushgush, just commented that Snopes says the post about Chipotle is not correct.

Gotta love all the factual stuff you see on twitter.

Ugh........

Political Rant.....

Jan. 26th, 2026 07:38 pm
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The Repub Party disgusts me.
They have lost all traces of humanity.

GOP happy to defend federal agents' latest execution

by Emily Singer


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Posted by Athena Scalzi

So often I write about extravagant, expensive dinners and specialty dining events, but today I’m here to tell you of an absolutely banging bargain lunch.

I love Indian food, but it’s scarce to come by in my area. The closest establishment to me is Amar India Restaurant, and it’s actually its north location in Vandalia rather than its original location in Centerville, which is considerably further south from me.

Amar India North has a lunch menu that starts out at a mere ten dollars, and only goes up to about fifteen dollars if you get one of the more expensive dishes like the lamb curry. There’s also chicken curry, chicken tikka masala, I think a fish curry, and the one I always get, saag paneer.

Once you pick your main, it comes with rice, naan, their vegetable of the day, and a small dessert. This is what the saag paneer platter looks like:

A stainless steel platter with different sections, one filled with rice and the naan on the side, one containing the dessert, one holding the vegetable of the day, and of course a section holding the saag paneer.

Two pieces of plain naan, rice, a big ol’ portion of saag paneer, pointed gourd as the vegetable of the day, and two jalebi for the dessert. I have had this platter three times and each time the vegetable has been different, but never the dessert, which is a shame because I’d love to try some of their other desserts, especially the kulfi and Gulab jamun.

It may not look like much saag paneer but I can assure you it’s a generous portion size for the price. I’m pretty sure the saag paneer platter in particular is thirteen dollars, plus I always get a mango lassi, which is $4.50, so in total I’m spending less than twenty dollars for a very filling and very delicious lunch! I truly think this is such a good deal and you get to support a local business.

I know the Centerville location used to have a lunch buffet. I don’t know if they still do but I’d like to make it down there sometime soon to see for myself. There’s also a Beavercreek location under the name Jeet India Restaurant, so I’ll have to check that out next time I’m in the area.

I just had this meal on Friday but now I’m already craving it again after telling y’all about it. Especially the mango lassi, I really could drink a gallon of that stuff.

Oh, and while you’re at Amar North, they just opened an Indian grocery store right next to the restaurant called Anand Indian Grocery. I popped in there on my latest visit to the restaurant and they have a huge selection of items, including specialty produce and cooking ingredients like ghee and tons of spices, plus the biggest bags of rice you’ve ever seen.

They also have tons of fun and unique snacks and sweets, and even ice cream flavors I’ve never heard of.

If you’re in the Dayton area, I highly recommend making it out to Amar North for their lunch special sometime this week. It’s between the hours of 11am and 2pm. I think I’ll go again tomorrow for a nice solo lunch.

Do you recommend any lunch specials in the Dayton area? Are you also a big saag paneer fan? Let me know in the comments, and have a great day!

-AMS

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