Reading: Agent of Change by Sharon Lee and Steve Miller
Music: random classical off NPR
TV/Movie: Conan O'Brien's 10 Year Anniversary Special
Link o' the Day: Tangent Online

I just came across this at Tangent Online's Review of Low Port:

"Digger Don't Take No Requests" by John Teehan is a more engaging adventure of the young panhandler and black marketeer scratching out an existence on an earth orbiting space station. He makes his living playing music for spare change on the public concourses, and buying and selling items of questionable legality from those passing through the station. But the real story here is this young man's drive to travel to strange new worlds. As such, the story succeeds marvelously, showing us how even the untalented, uneducated souls cursed with wanderlust can still find their way.

Not too shabby. Digger lived on a moonbase which I suppose counts as earth-orbiting, but it's not a space station. Herm.

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So we've officially started to move!

Oi. Oi...Oi..Oi.

This is going to be a very interesting month. Yesterday, Pretty Maggie and I went to visit our new apartment armed with keys and a carful of boxes. We aren't actually switching residences until Oct. 1, but we both have a tendency to amass lots of stuff, so we have a _lot_ to move.

I've instituted a new policy that says that we will visit the new apartment at least once a day and move more of our stuff into it. Now granted--most of the stuff is going to be mine. I've managed to live in the same place for 18 years, which means I have tons of junque amassed. I will be tossing out a lot of it, but most of my books are making the trip with me, and some of my computers. (Oh, but it's going to be hard.)

In moving things to the new apartment everyday, it makes it a little easier to throw things away. You see, the stairs to our second floor apartment are steep and narrow; so when I decide if something comes with me or gets tossed out, I ask myself, "Do I _really_ want to carry this up those very steep and narrow stairs?"

It's an adventure, let me tell you. Next weekend Pretty Maggie brings her stuff up from NY storage. I have to get a line on the gas, electricity,
and phone. (Gas and electricity will be new for me as they were included in the rent on my current apartment.)

Freelance projects continue on as before. I've not gotten much writing done, and am woefully behind in sending out paper copies of SoH, but I take things one day at a time. And when it gets too much--I play an hour of Freelancer and blow up space pirates and the like.

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Today's link is to Tangent Online--the best site on the web for reviewing science fiction and fantasy short fiction. This site very helpful when it comes to picking and choosing anthologies or trying out new magazines. It also tells you what you might have missed out on.

Cheers!