Friday, April 18, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 11

Man I just don't know how to start this week's entry in the Shrinking Tales of a Shrinking James. Since I passed the 50 pound mark this week I wanted to make some Hawaii 5-0 jokes but I just can't make any of them work. Of course it doesn't help that I keep getting Hawaii 5-0 and Magnum P.I. confused in my head. Oh well. Let's just get to this week's report, shall we?

In an interesting turn of events I am concerned that I might have lost TOO much weight last week when I dropped 5.2 pounds. This brings my weight down to 266.4 pounds and puts my total weight loss at 53.6 pounds. In addition to passing the 50 pound mark this week I also dropped below 267.5 pounds, which means I am more than three-quarters of the way to 250. In fact I only have 16.4 pounds to go!!

One of the tasks I have this weekend is to go shopping for some new pants. I am to the point where all of the pants I currently own are too large, almost clownishly so. I can't carry my wallet, iPod, and cellphone in my pockets without keeping on hand in another pocket to ensure things do not go south on me. Even the 44's I have are too big and I cannot remember the last time I went shopping for pants that were smaller than a 44 waist. This is pretty exciting stuff!



Friday - 4-11-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Banana
1 can Cherry Coke
5 slices of large Papa Johns Spicy Italian Pizza
Cheese Sticks
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
45 minutes on elliptical.

Saturday - 4-12-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
3 Tacos Pastor
1 Taco Barbacoa
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
3 slices of large Papa Johns Spicy Italian Pizza
1 piece Angel Food cake with whipped cream and berries
6 hours of yard work.

Sunday - 4-13-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
2 serv. Kefir
1 serv. Whey protein
4 Jack-in-the-Box tacos
1 piece Angel Food cake with whipped cream and berries
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
7 hours of yard work.

Monday - 4-14-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
1/4 box Chicken Jambalaya Chicken Helper
Asparagus
45 minutes on the elliptical
Walked 4+ miles

Tuesday - 4-15-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Med. Salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, turkey, ham and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
1/4 box Chicken Jambalaya Chicken Helper
Asparagus
45 minutes on the elliptical
Walked 3+ miles

Wednesday - 4-16-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Small Greek Salad
Dinner Roll
1/2 chicken breast
1/4 box Chicken Jambalaya Chicken Helper
Asparagus
45 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday - 4-17-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
Beef and Vegetable Soup
45 minutes on the elliptical

Friday, April 11, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 10

You know how you discerning folks know how its Friday? Because Friday is Fat Git update day! (And there was much rejoicing.)

For some reason I am having trouble getting rolling on this email today. I don't know why because I still have nothing to report except good news. I lost 4 pounds over the last week which brings me down to 271.6 pounds and puts my total loss at 48.4 pounds since I started this thing in February.

Since I am a big nerd I went ahead and did the hated maths to figure out the following (by "did the hated maths" I mean wrote the simple Excel formulas to figures this stuff out):

1. This is an average loss of 4.15 pounds per week. This ignores the first two weeks I posted losses. I believe the 9.2 pounds and 6 pounds I lost those weeks were statistical anomalies and would throw the number off.

2. The 48.4 pounds I have lost represents 15.13% of my starting weight of 320 pounds.

3. As of this week I have lost 69.14% (insert air guitar here) of the 70 pounds I want to initially loose.

Looking at all this information does two things. First it makes me really happy with where I am. Second it makes me think that I can actually hit my goal within a reasonable amount of time. When I got started on this I was expecting to have to fight this all year, and I will continue the good habits I have developed once I hit 250, however if my weight loss stays at 4 pounds per week I should be seeing 250 a week or two before Flipside. (No, I am not going, just thought that date would make more sense to people.) Not bad for what will have been just about four months worth of work.

Then I can start exploring the territory below 250 to see where I can end up. Suddenly 220 is not looking like an unattainable goal.

While I was writing this missive Gmail decided to throw the following links at me in the Sponsored Links area. They make me giggle so I thought I would share them with you:

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God I love Google ads some days.


Shall we delve into the "Holy shit, you ate THAT?!?!?!" list for the week? And fair warning, Friday is pretty grim.

Friday - 4-4-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
Chicken Teriyaki
Tazo Giant Peach Tea
Boiled cabbage with bacon bits
Fried rice
2 egg rolls
Bowtie pasta with mushroom stroganoff sauce
Spaghetti with a olive oil, pepper and parsley sauce
Chocolate and caramel tart with Bailey's ice cream
More snacks than you can shake a baby at
45 minutes on the elliptical

Saturday - 4-5-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
2 serv. Kefir
1 serv. Whey protein
1 Yoplait yogurt
Medium salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey and Ranch
Walked 5+ miles.

Sunday - 4-6-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
2 serv. Kefir
1 serv. Whey protein
Iced tea (no sugar)
Philly cheese steak
Fries
1 pint Guinness
Medium salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
Walked 4+ miles

Monday - 4-7-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
1 Yoplait yogurt
2 Tuna salad sandwiches
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
45 minutes on the elliptical
Walked 4 miles.

Tuesday - 4-8-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
11.5 oz. V8
Medium salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey and Ranch
1 Apple
Bowl of egg drop soup
General Tso's Chicken*
Rice
Iced tea (no sugar)
45 minutes on the elliptical

Wednesday - 4-9-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Asparagus
1/4 box Jambalaya Chicken Helper
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
45 minutes on the elliptical
Walked 6+ miles

Thursday - 4-10-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
Beef and vegetable soup (Korean style, awwww yeah)
45 minutes on the elliptical


* There is a joke about General Tso and The Colonel in here but I can't quite get to it right now. I will have to ruminate on this.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

BOOK REVIEW - Storm Front

Storm Front (Book 1 of the Dresden Files)
Jim Butcher
ROC, 2000
322 pages

Like many I came to the Dresden Files by way of the short-lived television show on Sci Fi. Actually I did not even bother to watch the show on Sci Fi but rather downloaded the pilot episode via iTunes (for free) and watched it while processing data at the office. While there were some interesting concepts in there I felt the show pretty much sucked out loud and thus was done with the Dresden Files. Then I stumbled across an off-handed comment in a post* on Ragnell's Written World which indicated the sucktacular TV show was actually based on a series of books. This piqued my interest a little bit as Lisa (Ragnell) indicated she liked the books and as she has good taste in these matters I thought they might be an interesting read. Ultimately I did nothing about it because my life is already choked with tons of reading I am not getting done and the last thing I needed were more books around the house. Some time after that I ended up discussing the series with a good friend of mine who tends to have impeccable taste. (This statement ignores his love for premium tequila which will forever remain a mystery to me as all tequila, I don't care HOW good it is, tastes like ass.) He highly recommended both the Dresden series and, even more enthusiastically, Butcher's Codex Alera series. This made me even more interested in the books but again I came back to the point that I already have way too much media around the house waiting for me to consume. Finally as I was scouring the Murder By the Book website for any news of a Barry Eisler signing I noticed that Jim Butcher was going to be doing a signing in the immediate future. As I am callow and all about getting stuff signed so I walked over to the store and picked up Small Favor, the most recent Dresden book, as well as Storm Front, the premiere Dresden book. My objective was to read Storm Front on Sunday so I could know SOMETHING about the man and his writing before getting the chance to meet him.

Thanks to a late night and a somewhat liberal attitude towards what some call working hours I managed to succeed in my appointed task.

A task, as it turns out, which was very pleasant. After reading the first novel I could see why people are such fans, but I am getting ahead of myself here. For those of you who do not know, the Dresden Files all feature the adventures of wizard Harry Blackstone Copperfield Dresden in his capacity of wizard-for-hire and occasional consultant for the Chicago PD. In his novel debut Harry is called in to look into a grisly double-murder where the victims hearts were ripped from their chests while they are in the midst of making the two-backed beast. At almost the exact same time he is asked to track down a missing husband who might have been monkeying around with dark magic before he went AWOL. Along with all that Dresden becomes entangled with "Gentleman" Johnny Marcone, the capo di tutti capi of the Chicago underworld who is interested in keeping Dresden on the sidelines for this particular investigation. Above and beyond all this Dresden labors under the Doom of Damocles, a stricture handed down by the White Council which puts Dresden in a precarious place when researching magic of this magnitude. Having burdened our hero with enough baggage, Butcher then allows the true fun to begin.

I thoroughly enjoyed this book, so much so that I went ahead and purchased the second and third book in the series at the signing and am already WELL into the second book and I am probably going to be a little Dresden-centric until I can tear through the series. I find I really enjoy long series as it allows me to move in to the author's world, become acquainted with it and then settle in comfortably. Many series reach this point and then POOF you reach the final book and the characters and world with which the reader has become so familiar with are never heard from again. Having said this, there are plenty of series and worlds which have over-stayed their welcome (I'm looking at you Dragonriders of Pern). Keeping an ongoing series interesting, challenging, and yet comfortable for the reader has to be an enormous challenge, part of which Butcher trims away by firmly grounding his novel in the mystery/thriller tradition which has become more prevalent in fantasy novels as the genre sometimes called urban fantasy. By utilizing the police procedural as a broad setting for the Dresden novels, Butcher gives the problems faced by his characters a sense of urgency which goes beyond that conveyed in his prose as well as providing readers who may be unfamiliar with fantasy tropes an easy way in to the world he has created.

Boy howdy this place needs an editor. That last paragraph was pretty much everywhere. Let's try again, shall we?

I highly recommend the book. Butcher seamlessly blends elements from several genre's in these novels and them dips them in a coating of geek-friendly wit. If you dig my sense of humor than I think you'll dig these novels.


BONUS CONTENT TIME (aka OMGPONIES!!1!!)**

1. To illustrate how much of a geek Mr. Butcher is I can only offer this. He showed up to the signing wearing a Sunnydale t-shirt. In fact it was THIS Sunnydale shirt, or its cousin.

2. During the Q&A session, which ended up being the entire thing as Butcher does not have a little spiel he gives and foregoes a reading in the hope his fans can read***, he told the story of how Bob came to be. Before this story is funny you have to understand two things. First Bob is some sort of spirit that has been imprisoned in a skull. Bob has been around for several centuries and provides Dresden with an immense library of magical knowledge and experience from whence Dresden can draw when needed. You may find yourself wondering WTF Dresden is doing with a talking head and why doesn't he use a computer like a normal person? Well he's a wizard, you twit, and this brings us to my second point, that being that wizards cannot use electronic devices without wrecking havoc upon them. The secret origin of Bob, who is nothing more than a floating head, is a bit funnier and demonstrates the level of smart-assery Butcher likes to embrace. There comes a time in every story where you need to drop some exposition on your audience. This is done with varying levels of competence but it almost always comes off as a bit boring. Perhaps the worst way exposition happens "on screen" is when one character begins with, "As you know..." The audience is immediately thinking, "If the character already knows then WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TELLING HIM AGAIN YOU NINCOMPOOP?" Often there will be one character whose entire point is to offer the exposition necessary to advance the plot, or, as I like to call it, whip a little science on the audience's collective ass. The Austin Powers movies handled this character by naming him Basil Exposition and thus poked fun at the characters which seem to be particularly prevalent in the spy genre. During the writing of what was to become Storm Front (its original title was Semiautomagic which just reeks of teh awesome) Butcher had to find a way to explain the rules of the magic system he was developing for the novels without having a character revert to the Basil Exposition School of Exposition. Butcher already had the character of Bob in his head when he was discussing this problem with his writing teacher at the time whose advice was to be sure to not make the character just a talking head, or a character who does nothing but spout exposition and leave. Butcher's mind being what it is took that and gave us Bob as he appears in the novels. A literal talking head. Named Bob.


* I am too lazy to track down the post but I believe Lisa was discussing the Arthurian overtones present in some of the books. It has been a while since I read the post.

** I can't believe I just did that.

*** While I understand where he is coming from, I actually really enjoy hearing an author read their own work. It gives me an idea of how the characters talk in the author's head which adds a layer to the character the next time I am reading.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

My Houston - To Nan's And Back Again

Recently the master moderator on the Star Trek New Voyages Phase II forum posted statistics on where visitors to the website and forum were coming from. This led to a "challenge" to the forum members to post pictures showing where they live. Being somewhat vain and proud of my admittedly limited photography skills I wanted to post a good picture of Houston taken by moi but what to shoot? What is Houston? Do I take a picture of the skyline and submit that? Certainly some people will recognize this as Houston however Houston is SO much more than just downtown.

What do people think of when they think of Houston? I imagine most people will either think of the Astrodome or NASA, specifically Johnson Space Center. I could certainly go take pictures of the Astrodome, now o'er shadowed by the Reliant Center or I could drive down to Clear Lake and take some pictures of the Saturn V and other rockets there. These options also seemed like pandering to the crowd a little, showing them what they expect Houston to be. Of course there are the things in Houston that very few natives would think about, like the San Jacinto Monument which sits on the battlefield where the Texans under Sam Houston defeated Santa Anna's army and won independence for Texas. Houston is the Galleria. Houston is the Museum of Fine Arts Houston. Houston is Jones Hall. Houston is River Oaks. Houston is the Fifth Ward. Houston is so many different things I honestly had no idea what I should share. I was about to give up on the project when it occurred to me that I should show these people what Houston is to me. Where do I like to go? What do I love about Houston? Thus this intermittent series titled "My Houston" was born.

The pictures in this first installment were all taken as I walked too and from Nan's Games and Comics, Too, my local comic shop. The walk is just a bit over four miles and over the past couple of months I have gotten in the habit of walking over there on Saturdays to pick up my books. Now shall we head out?


(Click on the photo to launch the Flickr photoset.)

Friday, April 04, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 9

Boy howdy is this post late!

Usually I am so excited about my progress that sending the email is one of the first things I do in the morning however today I was not feeling the excitement AND I had to do some work. We'll have to see about that second one. A man does have his limits after all. As for the first one it is because I was a little disappointed when I stepped on the scale this morning. I only have myself to blame but between going a little off the eating plan this week and, lets face it, unrealistic expectations on my part, I was disappointed when I tipped the scale at a ballerina-esque 275.6 pounds. I REALLY wanted to be down to 275 this week because that weight represents 45 pounds lost and for some reason that became important in my head this week.

I am not discouraged by the result by any stretch of the imagination, after all this still represents a loss of 3.2 pounds over the last week which puts it right around my average weekly weight loss. What I am trying to do is come up with a reasonable weight loss goal for April. I blew my March goal out of the water, having told my boss that I was aiming for 280 but would be satisfied with being at 285. I think my goal for April will be to get below 265, which would be a total loss of 13.8 pounds for the month, however I will be satisfied with being at 267.5 pounds. You might be asking yourself why such an odd number? Well at 267.5 pounds I will have lost 52.5 pounds or, in other terms, three-quarters of the 70 pounds I am trying to loose. On top of that I am expecting my weight loss to stall a bit around 264 as this represents a 20% reduction in body weight since I started my program. I have heard apocryphal evidence to support that weight-loss will stall at the 20% mark however I have not seen, nor gone looking for, any science to back this up. Though lets face it, I have NEVER let lack of actual evidence slow me down when forming dumb opinion on something so why should this be any different?

Last week I went on about a shirt I was able to wear again for the first time, which got me thinking about the shirt I am currently wearing. Just to give you an idea of how large the shirt is, it is one of my Cubavera shirts which I bought at Casual Male XXL. The shirt is a 3XLT (that triple-extra-large tall for those of you who wear things like M or GrrANIMALS.) When I started this whole process I would wear the shirt to work but would have to unbutton it before I sat because my gut was pushing the buttons to the ragged edge of their gut-retention limit. Now I am sitting in my chair, slouching down and I cannot get the front of the shirt to pull even a little bit when I pooch my gut out. This is really cool. And my posture as I attempt this must be doing WONDERS for my back. Stop now? Okay, I think I might.

On a final note, in the wake of last week's update a TON of people both reassured me that these emails were not unwelcome AND told me that my process has provided some inspiration to them to deal with some of the same issues I struggle with throughout this process of getting healthier. After reading some of the responses to last week's update I went through and actually re-read the email. As I was reading it what was funny to me when I wrote it just came off as passive-aggressive emo-whine which was not my intent at all. I went in search of teh funny and wound up at teh emo. I think I'll go listen to some Fallout Boy now thank you very much. I mean sorry 'bout that. Also to everyone who noted I have inspired them in some way? You have NO idea how awesome that makes me feel. Thanks for letting me know.



Friday - 3-28-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 Banana
Tazo Organic Iced Green tea
Bacon cheeseburger
Fries
2 egg rolls
Iced tea (no sugar)
Bacon cheeseburger
Fries
40 minutes on the elliptical

Saturday - 3-29-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
2 hot dogs
Chicken and green chilis
Rice
Refried beans
Peach cobbler with whipped cream
Lemonade

Sunday - 3-30-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Chicken fried steak
Broccoli and rice casserole
Fries
1/2 order of bacon cheese fries
Iced tea (no sugar)
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with ham, turkey, Ranch, and 1/2 hard-boiled egg

Monday - 3-31-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
Chips and queso
2 Chili rellenos
Charro beans
Iced tea (no sugar)
Spicy beef and kimchi stew
Rice
40 minutes on the elliptical

Tuesday - 4-1-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
Spicy beef and kimchi stew
Rice
45 minutes on the elliptical

Wednesday - 4-2-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
1 Banana
Med. salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey, and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
Spicy beef and kimchi stew
Rice
45 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday - 4-3-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 cup Orange/Tangerine juice
Lg. nachos with beef, beans, and Jalapenos
1 Tortilla
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
45 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Old Negro Space Program

This is a brilliant little production was produced for a Nebula in 2006 however was disqualified as it was not professionally produced. It is definitely worth a look. Beware the harsh language:


Sunday, March 30, 2008

BOOK REVIEW - House of Cards

House of Cards (Star Trek: New Frontier #1)
Peter David
Pocket Books, 1997
168 pages

I suppose it is a good thing when my biggest complaint about a book is the value proposition in buying the book itself, something we have seen in my other book reviews so this should be old-hat for you guys. With a cover price of $3.99, which is a purchase price of $4.32 after taxes, I would like to think that I am getting more than the approximately 168 story pages offered by this book. As I am typing this it occurs to me that I buy comics every week which offer only 22 story pages for a dollar less so maybe I should just shut the hell up on this particular topic. Perhaps it is best if we just move on to the actual contents of the book and forget this ever happened, shall we?

House of Cards introduces us to the new characters of M'k'n'zy, a Xenexian freedome fighter cum Starfleet officer, and Soleta an half-Romulan half-Vulcan scientist who seems to, despite her desire to be Vulcan, have a slightly rebellious streak to her. The book begins twenty years in the past with M'k'n'zy, who eventually changes his name to Mackenzie to get around people mispronouncing his name, as he fights the Danterian occupiers of his home planet as a teen. I will admit that at first I was concerned with how this might turn out, particularly since rather than just a short chapter this introduction to M'k'n'zy takes up over a quarter of the book, however in the end David's storytelling instincts were correct and this introduction does an excellent job of creating the character who will be central to the forthcoming tales.

After introducing us to M'k'n'zy, David then spends about twenty pages introducing us to Soleta and another twenty or so introducing us to Selar, the Vulcan medical officer who appeared in the TNG episode "The Schizoid Man," before we are finally brought to the present day (that being the time shortly after the events depicted in Star Trek First Contact). In the present we meet several familiar faces from the Enterprise-D as well as Admirals Jellico and Nechayev and are brought up to speed on the collapse of the Thallonian Empire, the ensuing humanitarian concerns, and Starfleet's response, which is to dispatch a single ship to observe and render aid where necessary.

When it was published in 1997 House of Cards represented a new and risky venture in the Star Trek universe. Peter David, John J. Ordover and Pocket Books were going to slip free of the bonds of Star Trek's familiar characters and explore new main characters, moving beyond the various cults of personality that each individual Star Trek series represents and pushing Star Trek as a setting and a theme. This was a risky move, despite the acclimation David's work had met with in fandom, due to the nature of Star Trek fandom. As I rule I dislike lumping a diverse group of people together however, with the notable exception of hardcore Transformers fanboys (and don't get me started on those chowderheads) Star Trek fans seem to truly be the most hidebound and vocal fans in sci fi, often dismissing new things out of hand before even giving them a chance to succeed or fail on their own merits.* Fortunately for all concerned it appears that the New Frontier experiment succeeded, quite possibly beyond anyone's expectation. With sixteen New Frontier novels now published, the recent release of the first New Frontier comic from IDW and the start of the Vanguard line of novels in 2005 it seems that perhaps fandom is more open minded than I give it credit for. Of course it does not hurt that this initial book was an enjoyable read. It was nice to escape the familiar faces and concentrate on new characters and new stories.


* For example look at all of the hubbub about J.J. Abrams changing the design of the Enterprise for the new movie, much of it coming before 99.99% of fandom had seen ANY smidge of the ship. I would also like to note that this sort of attitude is THE EXACT OPPOSITE of the ideals enshrined at the core of Star Trek. I think there are some interesting parallels between hardcore and hidebound Trekkies who have lost sight of the forest for the trees and many modern Christians who have done the same and this just furthers the idea that radicals of ANY stripe are not a good thing.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 8

Tired of these thing yet?

Too bad 'cause they're just going to keep on coming! Particularly as long as the news remains good news and this week's news? Oh yeah, it DEFINITELY qualifies as good news. This morning I weighed in at a svelte 278.8 pounds which brings my total loss to 41.2 pounds. For you science-types out there who love their percentages, and who doesn't, this means that 12.875% of pre-February 1st James has gone missing. Clearly things are going well despite me not necessarily eating like I am on any sort of diet (See Friday's and Wednesday's menus below if you doubt this assessment.)

Beginning on Wednesday of this week I went ahead and pushed my morning workout to 40 minutes on the elliptical as well as bumping the level up two difficulty levels on the machine. I found that after 30 minutes on the previous level I was not very tired after my workout let alone ragged out an barely able to walk. Clearly it was time to take things to the next level, or in this case the next next level. I feel pretty ragged out after the 40 minutes and getting through the 40 minutes is challenging, but I fell pretty good for the rest of the day so I think the decision was the right one.

The biggest motivator I encountered this week was a shirt I had bought back before my first trip to Korea. Shortly before heading to Korea for my brother's wedding my suit pants decided it was time to give out and thus a trip to Men's Wearhouse was required to quickly replace said suit. While there I got suckered in to buying this shirt that I REALLY liked, an almost French blue button-up, which fit my neck and arm measurements however I suspected it was not as long as I like my shirts. I was right and thus I was not able to wear the shirt. I wear my pants a little low, beneath my gut, therefore I prefer my shirts to be very long otherwise they tend to pull out of my pants at the sides, something which I find tacky and personally very distracting when it happens to me. Regardless of the fact it was ill-fitting I wore the shirt a couple of times because I REALLY like the color and I think it, the color, looks VERY good on me. Due to the fit issues I was very self-conscious when I wore the shirt and therefore it has been relegated to the Some Day side of the closet. Well, last night as I was trying to decide what I wanted to wear to the office today and packing for College Station I went ahead and pulled the shirt out on a lark and decided to try it on. The fucker actually fit pretty well and while I still cannot really wear it tucked in, it looks just fine being un-tucked as my once prodigious gut is not quite as prominent these days and thus the shirt hangs a bit better. I know this is somewhat silly in light of the larger positive outcomes I am seeing from this process however it provided a HUGE boost last night which has carried over to today.

One thought that has haunted me from the beginning of this process is when am I going to fail? I have HUGE amount of self-doubt and have failed at these sorts of initiatives before therefore part of me thinks it is only a matter of time before I fuck up pretty badly. Once that happens I have real trouble getting back on the horse. In the past this has been the downfall of the diet program. So far things are going far better than I expected, both physically and mentally, and I find myself eager to hop on the scale Friday morning to see where I am at in the process. With all of the success I have been having and quite frankly how easy the success has been, I find myself wondering WTF has taken me so long to get going with this process. The other thing I found myself wondering this week is whether 250 pounds might have been too conservative of a goal? I know I am tempting the Fates by thinking this way and therefore I am banishing the thoughts from my head. I have to HIT 250 before I can start lowering the bar.

Anyhoo, thanks for sticking with me through this process. I think a lot of my success here has to do with the fact that I feel accountable to my friends and loyal readers whom I have drafted in to this process.


Friday - 3-21-08
The Drink
2 scrambled eggs
Corned beef hash
4 pcs. of bacon
English Muffin (1/2 with jam)
Sm. Orange juice
Hash browns
Black Currant Tea (No sugar)
Lg. salad with grilled chicken, bacon bits and creamy Parmesan dressing
Cup of chili
Moules Gratin (Mussels gratin with Parmesan cheese)
Carbonade Flammande (Belgian beef stew prepared with Maredsous beer, onions and carrots)
Mashed potatoes

Saturday - 3-22-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
12 oz. bowl of Creamy New Potato soup
1 serv. Oatmeal with skim milk
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
2 Nature Valley Oats-n-Honey Granola Bars
Walked 4+ miles

Sunday - 3-23-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
2 serv. Kefir
1 serv. Whey protein
1/4 box of Potatoes Stroganoff Hamburger Helper made with turkey
1/4 bag of Broccoli & Carrots with Garlic and Herbs
1 lg. cup apple juice
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
Walked 6+ miles.

Monday - 3-24-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
1/3 box Chili Cheese Hamburger Helper
1/3 can green beans
30 minutes on elliptical

Tuesday - 3-25-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey and Ranch
2 Nature Valley Apple Crisp Granola Bars
1/3 box Chili Cheese Hamburger Helper
1/3 can green beans
1 pint Guinness
30 minutes on elliptical

Wednesday - 3-26-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Iced tea (no sugar)
Cup of seafood gumbo
Crab and cornbread stuffed jumbo shrimp wrapped in bacon
Horseradish mashed potatoes
Med. salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
40 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday - 3-27-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Largish salad with avocado, bacon bits, chicken breast strips and Ranch
Iced tea (no sugar)
11.5 oz. V8
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
40 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday, March 27, 2008

The New Maths

So Tuesday evening I met a couple of friends out at the Kelvin Arms and after seven weeks of consuming no alcohol of any stripe I thought I would celebrate my success in loosing weight AND making it through Lent without breaking my Lenten abstinence by having a single pint of Guinness. The next morning I awoke to learn:

1 pint Guinness + James = Hangover

This sucks worse than calculus.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Scratch-n-Sniff

Over the weekend my mother and I went to see the Pompeii exhibit at the Museum of Fine Arts Houston and the Lucy exhibit at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. At the Lucy exhibit I picked up the book The Hunt for the Dawn Monkey: Unearthing the Origins of Monkeys, Apes, and Humans by Chris Beard. Now, as the title suggestions, is all about the search for Eosimias (dawn monkey in Latin or Greek) and given my simian obsession is a must-read. Then I stumbled across this quote:

While such a predilection is common among lemurs, the dominance of visual pornographic media, rather than scratch-and-sniff cards, demonstrates that the same pattern does not hold among at least some anthropoids.


How often do you get to read about monkeys and scratch-and-sniff porn in a book where it is not pretending to be science but actually is science? Not often enough, me thinks, not often enough by far.

(BTW. You should go and check out the Lucy exhibit before it leaves town April 27th. It is well worth the money.)

Monday, March 24, 2008

BOOK REVIEW - World Without End

World Without End
Joe Haldeman
Bantam, 1979
150 pages

World Without End arguably predates the Pocket Books Star Trek publishing bonanza with which I was to become far too familiar during my teenage years. While I am a confirmed Trekkie and have enjoyed many thousands of pages of Trek fiction I was not aware of this book's existence until I stumbled across it during a recent visit to the local Half-Price Books. I snapped it up, along with a 1968 edition of Whitfield and Roddenberry's The Making of Star Trek, for a couple of bucks and brother, those two bucks were the best money I have spent on books in a long while.

In World Without End the Enterprise encounters a spherical spaceship which uses a primitive Bussard ramjet for propulsion. The hull of the vessel is disguised as a planetoid and lined with an impossibly heavy metal which makes communication difficult at best. Then when Kik, McCoy and the away team get into a tight spot with the indigenous beings, a type of sentient bipedal flying squirrel, they realize they cannot beam back to the ship. Meanwhile the Enterprise itself has been trapped by the alien ship and is loosing power.

As I indicated earlier, I really enjoyed reading this book even if the resolution owes more to a deus ex machina than the ingenuity of the crew and I highly recommend it to any Star Trek fans out there and would go so far as to suggest it to someone looking for a light sci fi adventure along the lines of Heinlein's Have Spacesuit, Will Travel or Starman Jones. No obtrusive social commentary here, just good adventure in an alien world.

When I sat down to finally write this review I was trying to quantify what it is that I like about these early Star Trek novels. So far both of them I have read (you can check out my review of Gerrold's Galactic Whirlpool here) have been mush more enjoyable than the average Star Trek novel. I think part of this may be due to the authors involved as both David Gerrold and Joe Haldeman are masters in the field of science fiction, however other Trek authors are no slouches. I think it can be boiled down to the fact that novels which predate the released of Star Trek: The Motion Picture do a better job of preserving the feeling of the television series where novels written after 1979 seem to be trying to be more cinematic in scope and thus loose something which makes Star Trek work for me.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 7

Not a whole lot to say today. My mom is in town and I am dashing this off between visits to the museum and meeting Mr. & soon-to-be Mrs. Tunacan for dinner.

I dropped another 3.8 pounds this past week which takes my total loss to 36.8 pounds. I am now tipping the scales at a down right petite 283.2 pounds! The most important thing to come out of this week is the fact that I have passed the half-way point on this trip. I AM OVER HALF WAY TO MY GOAL! I could not be more excited about this! If my weight loss stays consistent with the loss I have seen the last few weeks I should be doing this for just another ten weeks or so, putting the end of this stage of the diet around the end of May. I do not expect this to happen as I expect my weight loss to plateau at some point, however it gives me a good place to start.


Friday - 3-14-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
6 Taco Bell tacos
2 Chicken Grilled Stuft Burritos
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
30 minutes on the elliptical

Saturday - 3-15-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Bowl of chicken minestrone soup
Small salad with blue cheese, walnuts and some sort of vinegrette dressing
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy hot V8
2 hours of hockey

Sunday - 3-16-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 serv. kefir
1 serv. Whey protein
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
Iced tea (no sugar)
Cup of Baked Potato soup
1 1/2 fish cakes
French fries
Walked 4+ miles

Monday - 3-17-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
11.5 oz. V8
Med. Salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, turkey, ham, and Ranch
1/4 box Potatoes Stroganoff Hamburger Helper made with turkey
1/4 bag Broccoli & carrot with garlic & herbs
30 minutes on the elliptical

Tuesday - 3-18-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
11.5 oz. V8
Med. Salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, turkey, ham, and Ranch
1/3 box Chili Cheese Hamburger Helper
1/3 can green beans
30 minutes on the elliptical

Wednesday - 3-19-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Potato-crusted mahi mahi with au gratin potatoes, leek & roasted garlic cream sauce and fried leeks
Cup of Manhattan Fish Chowder
Iced tea (no sugar)
Med. Salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
30 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday - 3-20-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
8 pieces of sushi
1 California roll
Small salad with ginger dressing
Iced tea (no sugar)
Large Caesar salad with chicken
3 small slices of garlic bread
30 minutes on the elliptical

Friday, March 14, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 6

This morning I just noticed that I have now completed six weeks of this loosing weight thing and thought to myself, "Six fucking weeks? Holy shit Private Pyle." (Yes, I do actually talk to myself in R. Lee Ermy's voice at times. I think it freaks out the neighbors and this is a good thing.)

I dropped another 3.4 pounds this week which means I am tipping the scales at a downright petite 287 pounds. This brings my total loss to 33 pounds over the last six weeks and puts me 2 pounds shy of the half-way point of 35 pounds lost. I am really pleased with the progress I am making!


This week I started doing The Drink in the mornings again and I am going to try and stick with it for a couple of weeks even if it is foul, foul crap and makes me want to stay in bed just to avoid it. I also hit the gym five days this week instead of the usual two. On Tuesday and Thursday I only did 20 minutes on the elliptical instead of my usual half-hour but I plan to work up to that.

Well that's about all I have this week except for this moment from Val Kilmer Mash-up Theater:

I was thinking of the immortal words of Hollywood who said "Where'd who go?"


Shall we take a look at Ye Olde Foode Journale?

Friday - 3-7-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
1 Fuze Slenderize drink
Bacon Cheeseburger
Fries
2 egg rolls
1 Tazo Giant Peach tea
3 pieces of 12" deep dish pizza with whole wheat crust topped with ground beef, pepperoni, ham, bacon, and double Italian sausage
Iced tea (No sugar)
30 minutes on the elliptical

Saturday - 3-8-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
1/3 box Philly Cheesesteak Hamburger Helper made with turkey
Asparagus
Medium salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey, and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
Walked 5.7 miles

Sunday - 3-9-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
3 pieces of 12" deep dish pizza with whole wheat crust topped with ground beef, pepperoni, ham, bacon, and double Italian sausage
1 cup Kefir
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. Spicy Hot V8
Walked 8.1 miles

Monday - 3-10-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
1 bottle Lipton Green Tea with Citrus
1/2 cup rice
Spicy beef and kimchi stew
30 minutes on the elliptical

Tuesday - 3-11-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1.5 serv. Kashii Go Lean cereal
Skim milk
New York strip with bordelaise sauce
Black truffle creamed spinach
1.5 dinner rolls with butter
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
20 minutes on the elliptical

Wednesday - 3-12-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Banana
Medium salad with a hard-boiled egg, chicken chunks, and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
1/4 box of Potato Stroganoff Hamburger Helper made with turkey
1/4 bag of Broccoli and Carrots with garlic and herbs
30 minutes on the elliptical
Walked 2.4 miles

Thursday - 3-13-08
The Drink
1 serv. Metamucil
1 Yoplait yogurt
Medium salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8
1/4 box of Potato Stroganoff Hamburger Helper made with turkey
1/4 bag of Broccoli and Carrots with garlic and herbs
20 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday, March 13, 2008

BOOK REVIEW - Old Man's War

Old Man's War
John Scalzi
Tor, 2005
314 pages

After a year of suffering Mr. Wheaton's pimpin' (or is that Zombi pimpin'?) John Scalzi's debut science fiction novel Old Man's War I finally got off my not quiet as fat as it used to be ass and picked up a copy during one of my walks last weekend. I think the fact that I bought the book last Saturday and completed it Wednesday evening will tell you more about the book than any words I write here.

I did not tear through Old Man's War because it was an easy read but rather the quality of Scalzi's writing forced me to continue. The novel was perfectly paced and I was compelled to continue reading, even when I should have been turning out the light and going to sleep. (This book is directly responsible for me getting out of bed late twice this week.) However with all this praise I am getting a bit ahead of myself here.

Old Man's War is the story of John Perry and what he did on his seventy-fifth birthday. He visited his wife's grave. Then he joined the army, or rather the Colonial Defense Forces. Mankind has made it out of our own solar system and begun to colonize other worlds. The problem is the universe is full of aliens and worlds worth colonizing are few an far between. This means competition for the usable worlds is fierce and the CDF is the only line of defense for the human colonies. The CDF does not accept young recruits. They want recruits that have a lifetime of experience thus you can only join up once you reach retirement age. Once you join up and leave Earth you can never come back. After your term of enlistment ends, which starts at two years but can be extended to ten, then you are given a homestead.

The mark of any great science fiction is that at it's core the story is about the human condition as it exists today. Actually now that I type that, it is really the mark of ALL great fiction, science or not. Old Man's War clearly fits this definition and takes a place alongside Heinlein's Starship Troopers and Card's Ender's Game as a masterpiece where the social commentary is encapsulated in a military setting. I HIGHLY recommend this book.


Bonus Content Time!!!

Here is John Scalzi speaking at an Authors@Google event in April of 2007:

Monday, March 10, 2008

BOOK REVIEW - Foreign Foes

Foreign Foes (Star Trek: The Next Generation #31)
Dave Galanter and Greg Brodeur
Pocket, 1994
276 pages

Foreign Foes opens with Captain Picard and the crew of the Enterprise hosting delegations of Klingons and Hirdans at a peace conference intended to end the seventy-year-old conflict between these two races as well as bring about a modicum of cooperation as they both face internal issues which the opposing party can assist in resolving. The Hirdans, having suffered decades of oppression and war at the hands of the Klingon agressors, are blinded by their hatred of the Klingons and with the death of the Hirdan ambassador, apparently at the hands of the Enterprise's own Worf, things quickly spin out of control. While Picard struggles to hold things together on Velex, Riker and Troi have gone AWOL and Data begins to act irrationally.

Before we go any further I have to let you know that of the various Star Trek novels I have read for some reason I have consistently found the Next Generation novels to be my least favorite of the bunch. This holds true across the line, regardless of the author therefore this novel started out behind the eight ball as far as I am concerned. I am not certain why this is as I enjoy the television series. Enough about me, let's talk about the book, shall we?

I picked this book up because I have recently become acquainted with Dave Galanter via these fancy internets* you kids go on about and felt it would be good for me to acquaint myself with some of the man's work. To be brutally honest the book did not grab me from the get go and thus it was difficult for me to grind through the book. Galanter and Brodeur are clearly capable authors and it shows that this was their freshman effort. I look forward to reading some more of their work and seeing them grow.


* It's pipes, dammit!

Sunday, March 09, 2008

The Calculus of the Soul

Inspired by this bit from 60 Second Science I spent part of my morning contemplating dark matter. It started with a joke based on the conception of dark matter being created when a scientist could not get his numbers to work with everything he knew. There was an effect that he could not account for therefore this scientist posited that something must be causing said effect. Since he could not see anything which would cause it then he would call this affecting agency Dark Matter and thus his formula worked. Basically I was poking fun at what appears to be a little cheating on the part of scientists to make their math work. This is the kind of crap I got in trouble for in school all the time.

Since I am a rational, well somewhat rational, adult who loves him some science, I understand the scientific process and understand the creation of the concept of dark matter is a result of this process that has been vetted by many people far smarter than I. Therefore I believe dark matter exists, however as I was thinking about this it occurred to me that for us unscientific types we have to take a lot of what Science tells us on faith. For some reason Hebrews 11:1 popped in to my head. This verse says, "Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen."*

This got me thinking that the arguments for why one should believe in the conclusions being derived from the more complex forms of science, such as quantum physics or cosmology, and the arguments for the existence of the divine are not so very different. In the end the argument will come to a point where you have to trust someone who has more knowledge and experience in the particular field. Both arguments rest on either direct experience or faith in what someone is telling you is the truth. Of course in questions of science you can set out to learn everything you need to know to construct the proof of what you have been told. It is conceivable for you to do this from the ground up via the scientific method and at the end of this process you will hold the sacred knowledge of SIN and COS; of quarks and leptons; of Heisenberg and Einstein.

Then there is the question of the divine? Can one prove the existence of divinity? You can, much like proving the existence of dark matter, spend years delving into the divine, studying what the great thinkers have said over the past several millennia. Read Thomas Aquinas, Plato, the Koran, and the Pali Canon. You can attend different masses across the world, spend a season in meditation in a temple, or hours in a sweat lodge. Who knows what you will see and experience on this journey as you gather the sacred knowledge. At the end will you be able to prove the existence of the divine? Is there some calculus of the soul out there waiting to be discovered or are we stuck having to have faith in those who have seen the truth?

I believe Truth exists, both in science and spirituality and that Plato had the right of it. There is a Universal Truth which each one of us holds within us. The scientific method allows us to work our way down to the truth of the physical world but it is our accumulated experiences and learning that allow us to work our way down to truth on the spiritual side.

I firmly believe in science and the methods we use to learn about the world. I also firmly believe that I have a soul and that soul is divine, at least in nature. To a certain extent I am confused by people who allow dogma to force them in to positions on the natural world which are untenable in the face of the evidence. To me they are no different than the Holocaust deniers which seem to pop up with alarming regularity. Even worse they are hypocrites since they expect people to accept the existence of the divine on faith while they themselves cannot accept provable facts, even if the proof is beyond their capacities.

I am not certain what my point is anymore as I have wandered fairly far afield from what I initially wanted to say. I guess this has turned into a stream of consciousness piece. I would like to close with this quote from Shakespeare:

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

Hamlet, Act I, Scene IV

I think these are important words to live by. There is always something new in the world that you never considered.


And just so you know, the Fearsome Flagellum is so my next sports team's name.

* This is the translation from the New American Standard Bible as shown here.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Fat Fuck vs. Food - Week 5

I am not feeling particularly chatty today, although in light of my 5.4 pound loss this week I had an excellent line earlier about being just like the American economy, only without Bernake's desire to turn the dollar into the new lira. Oh well. Let's take a look at the chart, shall we?


Like I said, 5.4 pounds this past week and I am not certain how I managed to do it. I keep expecting things to stall out on me how ever it has not happened yet so yippie! This week I also passed the second and third benchmarks on my list which were loosing 17.5 pounds and then 20 pounds and keeping it off for two weeks. Here is what I ate:

Friday - 2-29-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
Sausage, cheese and egg sandwich on toast
Bacon cheeseburger
Order of fries
2 egg rolls
1 Tazo Giant Peach tea
Med. salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey, and ranch
11.5 oz. V8
30 minutes on the elliptical

Saturday - 3-1-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
3 pieces of small pepperoni, sausage and bacon pizza
Iced tea (no sugar)
2 Nature Valley Oats-n-Honey granola bars
90 minutes of hockey

Sunday - 3-2-08
2 servings of Kashi GoLean cereal
Skim milk
Iced tea (no sugar)
2 English muffins with butter
3 pieces of small pepperoni, sausage and bacon pizza
Med. salad with 1/2 hard-boiled egg, ham, turkey, and ranch
11.5 oz. V8
Walked 6.6 miles. last 2.4 with 14 pound pack.

Monday - 3-3-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
2 Tuna salad sandwiches on toast
12 oz. V8
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch.
33 minutes on the elliptical

Tuesday - 3-4-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
12 oz. V8
1/3 box Philly Cheesesteak Hamburger Helper made with turkey
Asparagus
Walked 2 miles.

Wednesday - 3-5-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
Large salad with avocado, bacon bits, chicken breast strips and Ranch
Iced tea (no sugar)
1 banana
4 Nature Valley Oats-n-Honey granola bars
33 minutes on the elliptical

Thursday - 3-6-08
1 Yoplait yogurt
Med. salad with chicken chunks and Ranch
11.5 oz. V8 (Low Sodium)
Spicy beef and kimchi stew
1/2 cup rice

I had some intestinal issues this week (bet you wanted to know that) so I am going to be adding a serving of Metamucil in the morning to help things along those lines as well as bringing The Drink back in to the mix. I guess I will see you cats next week!

Monday, March 03, 2008

MOVIE REVIEW - 5 Centimeters per Second

5 Centimeters per Second: A chain of short stories about their distance.
(Byosoku 5 Centimeter)
Makoto Shinkai, director
101 minutes
2007


Shinkai's follow-up to 2004's The Place Promised in Our Early Days (Kumo no Muko, Yakusoku no Basho) is another examination of the themes of love and distance explored in his 2002 piece Voices of a Distant Star (Hoshi no Koe) (I review the manga here) however in this work the distance covered is not interstellar but rather the distance of time which, in some ways, is a greater gulf to cross.

The piece is broken down in to three separate stories, all centered around Takaki Tono. The first story, Cherry Blossom Story, is set in the 1990s. After the end of elementary school Takaki's friend Akari moves out of Tokyo and while the two keep in touch via letters, Takaki knows they are slowly growing apart. When Takaki's parents tell him they are moving to Kagoshima, on the southern island of Kyushu, he decides to go and visit Akari before the opportunity slips away. A train ride that should have only taken a couple of hours is turned in to a journey of epic proportions by a snow storm. Takaki finally arrives hours late and the two spend the night together (not in that way, it is not that sort of anime). They share a kiss and then Takaki has to head back to Tokyo, longing for Akari and yet knowing that they will continue to be pulled apart by time and distance.


The second story, Cosmonaut, is set on the island of Tanegashima, the site of the Tanegashima Space Center. Here we see Takaki in high school with a not very secret admirer, Kanae Sumita. Told from Kanae's point of view, this chapter is about her love for Takaki and her confusion about what she wants to do with her life. Kanae struggles with her desire to tell Takaki how she truly feels about him and then, on the day she decides to tell him, she realizes that Takaki has always been looking at something in the distance and never really saw her. She decides she will love Takaki but she cannot tell him and that night cries herself to sleep.

The final chapter, 5 Centimeters per Second, is set in 2008. Takaki is a computer programmer in Tokyo however he still longs for Akari. Akari is preparing for her upcomming wedding. One day Takaki sees a familiar face at a train crossing. He turns to see if it is Akari but a train comes and blocks his view.


I found the entire piece to be very moving and powerful, and much like Voices of a Distant Star Shinkai had me crying as the world pulls his star-crossed lovers apart. There is something universal in the unrequited or impossible love and despite the cultural differences I am able to identify with his characters. The emotional impact of the stories is heightened by the score which is usually a solo piano playing a very simple tune.

While the genius of Shinkai's work is his characters and their ability to get the viewer emotionally invested in them very quickly, his work is also incredibly beautiful. The spaces in which the characters move are sometimes more important that the characters themselves and contribute to the story in a way that few anime directors embrace.

I cannot find the right combination of words to express how strongly I feel about this piece except to tell you that it is one of my top five anime's of all time, a list inhabited by only one other director, Miyazaki. Check it out as the U.S. DVD release is tomorrow, March 4th.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

James: Phase 2

Around the end of January I had a bit of a breakdown which led to the realization I had gotten away from doing things I love and that I was not happy with where I was headed as a person. This bundle of realizations motivated me to begin a program of changes in my life. The purpose of these changes is to allow me to get back to a James that I like. A James who is more confident in who he is and who is willing to let his freak flag fly.

Last month's obsession with dieting and getting healthier was the first phase in the program of changes I want to make. I decided to concentrate on my physical well-being first since this would be rife with challenges for me and is the single biggest change I need to make. Not to mention that I suspect it will take the longest time to reach my goals in this area.

Phase 2 of this process is getting back to being creative. I love to write however over the past year I have not completed a single writing project besides missives for this blog. I have started and stopped on more projects than I will admit to even thinking about however I have not seen any of them through to completion. I am going to change that starting this month. Beginning with March I want to do my best to produce one work of creative writing a month. Depending on the length of the project will determine how complete it must be by the end of the week. In the case of poems, short stories, and essays I feel it is not unreasonable to have them ready to be submitted for publication by the end of the month, however in the case of my still-dormant Starship Farragut script having the script ready to go out for a first pass by my readers is acceptable.

To this end I am looking for three or four people who are willing to read and critique my rough drafts. The first of which I plan to have done in about two weeks as I want to submit it to the contest detailed below. Contact me via the usual protocols if you are interested in editing my crap. Thanks!


The Fourth Annual Equivocality Writer’s Travel Scholarship

Once again, we’re doing the Writer’s Travel Scholarship. Once again it’s
very simple: you write something, and if it wins you get a round-trip
ticket to anywhere in the world. Really.

In the contest announcements for previous years, I penned elaborate
discussions about why I would do such a thing. Why it might matter. This
year, I don’t feel the need to explain why I think writers need to travel,
and hence why I would want to support that. If you don’t already know,
that’s an even better reason to go abroad. Instead I’ll just say:

I think travel is good. I think writing is good. I think it is important
that writers travel.

As before, I would like to make it clear that I am not specifically
calling for travel writing. Write about your pet dog, if you can do it in
an interesting an enlightening way. This contest is not about travel
writing but writers travelling.

On to the details:

* Applicants must submit a short piece, 10,000 words maximum. Fiction,
non-fiction, whatever, poetry or prose, on any topic.

* Also tell me a little about yourself, where you would go with your free
ticket, for how long, and why. You can’t ever have been to that country
before — I impose this restriction to encourage people to go somewhere
new, rather than using the ticket to visit their overseas girlfriend.
Also, you don’t have to write about your destination. I just want to know
why you want to go there.

* Email entries as an attached document in text or Word format to wts (at)
equivocality (dot) net by April 30th 2008. They will be judged by myself
and my writer friends, the winner to be announced on May 15th 2008.

* To keep things fair, I will not consider pieces I know to be written by
friends or acquaintances. What this means is that if you know me, you must
anonymize your submission (including your email address!)

* Entries must be previously unpublished, there is a limit of one entry
per author, and the ticket is limited to $2000 US. I will work with you to
book the cheapest available round-trip ticket, based on departure and
return dates given to me by the winner. I will try to accomodate these
dates and other preferences as much as possible, but I reserve the right
to shift each date plus or minus up to a week, and to make other choices
such as routing and airline, in order to find the best fare. Other travel
requirements, such as additional destinations or an open return date, may
be accommodated if the winner wishes to make up the difference in cost.

* By submitting a piece, you grant me (Jonathan Stray) limited
web-publishing rights, specifically the right to display it on
equivocality.net and any other sites of I may have some degree of
editorial control over. I reserve no other rights. If someone sees your
work here and wants to publish it, fantastic.

* All decisions are final, and by submitting a piece you agree that I am
under no obligation to award any prize at all. The idea is also to fund a
developing writer who might not otherwise be able to afford to travel, so
please keep this in mind when considering whether to apply. I have no
funding, no committees, no mandate. I’m doing this just because I think
it’s a good idea, so let’s keep it simple

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Random Bits

I think it comes as no surprise that Tony Snow would say, "It turned out to be the most natural job transition I ever had," about his transition from Fox News commentator to White House Press Secretary. The thing I am wondering is whether this is a comment on Tony Snow himself or a comment on the Fox News organization.

You can view the Colbert Report segment where Tony drops this little nugget here.


With the Texas primaries next Tuesday this is somewhat timely and VERY funny. (Although it is no Luftwaffle.)


Diebold Accidentally Leaks Results Of 2008 Election Early



Pete over at A Perfectly Cromulent Blog brought this to my attention. I have to say that I agree with Pete, or rather take a less nuanced view of it and wonder how the fuck these two highlights can even compare? I still tear up every time I see Eruzione put the biscuit in the basket. Please go vote for what maybe the single greatest sporting moment in the history of American sports. I am CERTAIN we all know which one I mean.




Here is the call that I bet people remember from that game even above the Eruzione goal:




While we are on the subject of hockey here is the highlight reel from Thursday night's Dallas game which I discuss here. Richards assists on the first, third, fifth, sixth, and seventh goals. Bourque's short-handed goal is mighty nice and Modano's goal, the Stars second, is just beautiful to watch.




And this? This is what an beating looks like. Morrow works Burish's head like a speed bag.