Kosher Clams

We got the Kosher Clam Chowder DVD at Darkover. Sigh. Haven't heard all of it yet, because it's long. But, it's got easter eggs (if you can't guess, you're probably not familiar with the group), and it opens with "Boys of Goose Hill", which is rapidly becoming an old favorite of mine.

Meanwhile, have prepped, I hope, for the next part of the CoC adventure I hope to run on Saturday, Chapters 2-4 of Beyond the Mountains of Madness. If we actually get through chapter 4 with time to spare, I'll likely break there anyway.

Ah, litcrit, lovely litcrit

I was pointed at Television Without Pity for write ups / reviews / analyses of the Doctor Who episodes. I've read 4 or 5 of the Eccleston write ups. Oh, man, these are good. I have so missed litcrit. This is the good stuff, deep analysis, without unnecessary jargon. Rich, rich stuff. Like, just like when I read the "Scylla and Charybdis" chapter of Joyce's Ulysses, I had to stop and -- well, okay, I did not, this time, throw back my head and scream. But, I was doing that in spirit. I held off on reading the write up of the last Eccleston episode to give myself time to absorb the one before that. Wow. The author made what ought to have been absurd guesses and wishes, and these turned out to be nearly dead on. Wow.

It's like the buzz I get at really good panels at sf cons, when the circuits in the brain connect in new ways, and the information flows.

Science, as probably most people who are reading this know, is not sterile, and scientists are not a priori atheists or irreligious. Oh, I'm sure some scientists are, but some, well, God is in mathematics. And physics. And all those other sciences.

And God is in litcrit.