An e-zine about spaceships, aliens, science, memory, motherhood, magic, and cats.
In some old video games, there’s a coding… gap where if you get too many lives or points or whatnot, the number just sort of maxes out.
Money should work like that.
No more billionaires. Money beyond a certain point should just bounce off Continue reading “Money Cap”
I have extremely complicated feelings about Star Trek: Picard, but so many ❤️❤️❤️s for Riker & Troi and the life they’ve built.
I have their wedding picture on my wall. It’s so good to see them again.
My greatest comfort when life is hard has been — since I first heard it — the music of Brian Wilson.
But the more I understand and see the misogyny in the world, the less I’m able to take comfort in a man’s voice objectifying women. Continue reading “Learning to Like New Music”
Opinion: shows are better with spaceships in them.
I mean, I love Grey’s Anatomy & Station 19, but I’d love them even more if there were spaceships flying by every time they showed a view of Seattle. Continue reading “Shows are Better with Spaceships”
It’s kind of upsetting how easy it is to forget which people—who aren’t in your immediate circles—have died. I think I figured once someone died, your brain would pull up a sort of “404: File Not Found” error when you thought of them as a reminder… and this is not the case. Continue reading “The Forgettable Quality of Death”
Today’s activity: ranking which of our pets are worst at being giraffes.
Honestly, they’re all pretty terrible at it.
The only thing worse than writing books is not writing books.
Star Trek: Voyager seems like it’s at its best when wrestling with death and mortality. Continue reading “Writing, Voyager, and Elections”
What’s that? What am I up to? Oh nothing. Just binge-watching hours of Living Single and getting all worked up about a conflict that happened between fictional people back in the nineties. As one does.
I’m tired of being sick… I need a painting of myself that I can put in a closet, and it can get sick for me. And—why dispute the classics?—it can also get old. And if I ever get famous enough to have twitter trolls, the painting can have those too. Continue reading “The Modern Dorian Gray”
Me in 1996: the science in this Star Trek: Voyager episode is silly and makes no sense, how annoying!
Me in 2020: ah, it is so very nice to hang out with my friends B’Ellana, Kim, and Paris on this wonderful starship captained by the amazingly ethical and competent Janeway Continue reading “Rewatching Random Voyager”
When your brain is bad at tuning out physical stimuli, shopping for new clothes is exceptionally difficult, because the question isn’t, “Does this feel right?” but rather, “Does it feel wrong in a way that will last FOREVER or only 2-3 weeks until I begrudgingly get used to it and won’t wear anything else?”