“Scam” is One Letter Away from “Scum”

…and for good reason.  It’s an unfortunate fact of life that there are just so many scams out there, masquerading as a product or program that is supposed to enrich or improve your life.  Some are a little more in a gray area than others, since they work for some people and not others, but either way I’m of the opinion that their ultimate goal is to bilk you out of your hard-earned money. Continue reading

Advertisements

All About That Bass… Rankin/Bass

bilbo

Many people know Rankin/Bass Productions for the stop-motion holiday specials they grew up watching, like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.  But I grew up enchanted by their 2D animated features.  Their versions of The Hobbit and Return of the King, along with The Last Unicorn did a lot to shape my love of fantasy and storytelling as a young child growing up in the 1980s.  One listen to Glenn Yarbrough’s smooth vibrato, and John Houston’s turn as Gandalf bring the feeling of those films instantly rushing back.  (John Houston was absolutely my original Gandalf.) Continue reading

Highway to the Danger Zone

DangerZone2

My husband and I have lived at this dangerous intersection for about a year and a half now.  When I first saw the apartment I only thought about how spacious it was for the price, for a one-bedroom in a great central location of Los Angeles.  Sure, there was no dishwasher or laundry on site, but I could cope.  (Never again will I live in a place without laundry on site, but that’s a topic for another time.)  I even went to take a look at the place at night– from the outside, grant you.  There are a lot of good things about this place, like the fact that you can always find parking on the street (not always easy in the city) and that it’s only 2 to 3 miles from each of our workplaces, as well as being in walking distance of some of the best museums, the Japan Foundation, and lots of kosher markets and restaurants.  It has a 1930’s/40’s charm to the interior, as evident in certain features of the kitchen and bathroom.

BUT– and that’s a big but, folks…. Continue reading

An Infinite Singularity

focus-italy_singularity-outtake1

I guess I could say that Dr. Horrible made me do it.  He did say, “Do a blog,” and multiple people have endorsed me on LinkedIn for “Blogging”, but I hadn’t kept one since LiveJournal about 5 years ago.  After being a contributing writer to Whedonopolis.com and translating that Crafting with Cat Hair book 4 years ago, I thought it’s important that I go back to writing; not only for others’ sake, but also just to get this explosion of thoughts, opinions and ideas out there somewhere.

When it comes to writing, I’m more enamored of creative non-fiction than trying to force a character to bubble to the surface.  I would want it to happen naturally, and what comes more naturally to me is telling the tales of real life in a meaningful way.  If a character and their situation ever present themselves to me, that’s great.  And if I can manage to help people along the way, that’s great too.

So why “Singularity Sister”?  Here are definitions from Google, followed by 3 reasons (the Internet loves lists):

1. the state, fact, quality, or condition of being singular.

There is only one of me.  As far as I know.

2. a point at which a function takes an infinite value, especially in space-time when matter is infinitely dense, as at the center of a black hole. 

The featured image I’m using in this post illustrates this concept (credit to some science blog).  For me, this infinite value is the thoughts swirling around inside my head, from something as random as “The bathroom at work smells like fresh paint today,” to “Is there another me in a parallel universe?”  All these thoughts- angst, achievements, boredom, anticipation, etc., all culminating at a point– the written word.

3. a hypothetical moment in time when artificial intelligence and other technologies have become so advanced that humanity undergoes a dramatic and irreversible change. 

This appeals to my geeky side.  This is a huge part of who I am, and if you are reading this, you know this already.  I love Battlestar Galactica.  I love Terminator.  I love tales of A.I. and many types of SciFi in general.

I think there could also be auditory representations of a singularity.  Think of the THX sound you hear sometimes before a film starts.  Or the Beatles’ “A Day in the Life”.  Listen from about 1:39 to about 2:16.  It’s a kind of maddening anticipation, isn’t it?

“Sister” is just because I’m of the female persuasion, and it sounded good.

So there we go!  Nice to meet you, have a look around, talk to you soon.