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Dec. 3rd, 2008

Since, and, well, because.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, jukkahoo sent to me...
Twelve peteyoungs drumming
Eleven politics piping
Ten fanzines a-leaping
Nine fans dancing
Eight pubs a-conrunning
Seven conventions a-reading
Six hsfs a-cooking
Five bo-o-o-ooks
Four used books
Three collecting books
Two tim powers
...and a swecon in a whisky.
Get your own Twelve Days:

Swecon in a whisky. Isn't it always so? And then there's this:

In 2008, jukkahoo resolves to...
Go to googoomuck every Sunday.
Pay for my pubs on time.
Overcome my secret fear of books.
Take evening classes in sf.
Admit my true feelings to ianmcdonald.
Stop cooking with jophan.
Get your own New Year's Resolutions:

Jepjep. I'm man enough to admit, that methinks ianmcdonald  iz a gennious. But why or Urth should I stop cooking with jophan  ?

And then there's still more of the same(ish):

Pass this on to 5 blogging friends.
Open the closest book to you, not your favorite or most intellectual book, but the book closest to you at the moment, to page 56.
Write out the 5th sentence, as well as two to five sentences following that...

Michael H. Whitworth (2001: 50) has noted that this has much to do with the structure of narrative expected by readers, and that the story of the discovery has to end with suitably extensive pronouncements about the changes the new knowledge will bring:

The book format demands and facilitates such confusions,. It demands them insofar as readers of books expect some form of closure, and it facilitates them, in that the structure of a book is less tight.knit than that of a short article; claims that would seem illogical or ludicrous in an article seem plausible at the end of a larger and more complex structure.
Guesses, anyone? What NEW (and when I say new, I mean just of of the printers) book is this from? Hearty congratulations once more from the Enormous Kudos.


As might be self-evident, I managed to fill my days with work and not writing. Plenty o'work here. Silly, really. Evidently Xmas-time is hectic at the City Hall. I'm staying here the next weekend as well, so no rest and recreation for jukkahoo this weekend. Money is such a poor excuse for a loss of freetime.

Purchased Holly Phillips' first novel, Engine's Child. This should've come out  two moths ago, so I might have included it to my Kutzpah in next Tähtivaeltaja, which looks into first novels by more short story -famed writers. Holly Phillips would've fitted the bil well and truly. And isn't Margo Lanagan about to pub her first novel, too? 

OK. Three more hours to go today. This I can do. It's payday! Fillét Mignon and bottle of bubble in the evening. Truffels! Or perhaps a take-away sushi and something fizzy? Like Cherry Coke from Behnfords? Sounds like a plan.


Plus 962 words. OK, I'm in a slump.

Tomorrow, even less time to write than today. Gotta babysit the Lord Mayor to Sipoo asukasilta... Strong fighting words, thems.


Again, probably fighting the windmills, but here goeth.

Weekend ended with 3649 words. I'm ahead! *sigh* This is where it normally stumps. Early success, followed by days when there is simply no time or effort to keep up with the pace of 1667 words per day.

Sometimes a cigar is just a doutnik

Typepad seems to be really acting up, so I will post this to LJ as well. It's a report of sorts, of last weekends Parcon.


I’m back from Plzen and Parcon. And let me tell you, I had fun. Parcon is the Czech and Slovak national SF-convention. Named after the very first such occasion in 1982 which was (or should I say were, as the first few were) held in Pardubice, then Czechoslovakia, now Slovakia.

This year the gathering took place in Plzen, which is the world famous home of pilsner, namely Urquell, pretty much one of the proper kings of beer. Plzen is the 4th biggest city in Czech Republic and has about a) 30-50 000, b) 150 000 or c) 300 000 inhabitants. These were the figures we got from three different local fen. The one closest to actual number of about 170 000 was the young femmefan, Teresa, who was also Hal Duncan’s minder.

Yes, Parcon had Guests of Honour! Hal Duncan, Jeff and Ann VanderMeer (special guest), Ian R. MacLeod and Les Edwards/Edward Miller were all there, nicely fitting to the theme of the con: New Weird. Fancy me going to a con where focus is on new weird? What this really meant, was that every GoH had a presentation called “New Weird”, where they pretty much did what they wanted: read fiction, gave interviews, gave a speech and so on.

This was a good con. Not great, but interesting and fun. As always, Jeff, Ann and Hal were great Guests and we hanged a lot with the, maybe too much? If I’d been a Czech, I might’ve taken offense that the bloody foreigners come and steal Our GoH’s! But I might be wrong, too. It seemed like most of the Czechs were more than happy to be among themselves and get the autograph and listen to the GoH-interviews etc. They didn’t try to chat with Hal or Jeff, and Ghu knows, those guys are willing to talk to anyone, about anything!

Thanks Peter and all the rest of you guys& gals! Marta, Jolana, Tomas, Pagi, Lukas and the Unpronouncable (hope to see you some day at the Rally Finland)! I enjoyed this a great deal!

Wuss Masters

Trying to stay awake after last night's stag party for Vesa. Slept little, drank enough. Now, dead. Soon, asleep. 

But not too asleep to notice that Chris "KeL" Adams made some perceptive remarks this week. 

If you really and truly claim to be a Jedi master, you have to expect to come under attack by dark Sith Lords. It comes with the territory (and lightsaber). 



Happy trails to my sister-in-law (and obviously Sari's sister...) Merja and her boytoy boyfriend Teemu, who soon will tie the knot and finally register their relationship! This is truly a happy occasion and I believe ALL our readers will join Sari and me as we wish all the best for the happy couple!

Marriage is a big step in any relationship. It certainly was in our case. So big in fact that we needed to move all the way to those United States. I wonder if Merja nad Teemu will do the same, and move, say, to China? :)

Happy, happy, joy, joy!!!

Weeks like this are really, really nice. Last week wasn't bad either. I quite like working weeks that end by Thursday. Likewise, I'm more than fond of working weeks that begin Tuesday. Now, if only we'd get more of these.

It is an absolute delight to wake on mornings and realise: "Hey, I don't have to go to work! And the same goes for tomorrow, too. And Monday! Thanks Jesus!" Yet, somehow it feels like cheating. Easter is a four-day holiday because of the Passion of the Christ and as someone who doesn't Believe, I feel a bit guilty of taking advantage of this holiday.

But not guilty enough to actually do something about it. I'll take every single holiday I can get, regardless of the reason. Shouldn't we celebrate some muslim holidays, too? ...maybe not.

As said, I did little beside laid back during the holidays. I would dearly have been in Orbital, this years Eastercon, but as finances are what they are - alas, no. Apparently a good con (by the total sum of one (1) so far seen report, this one by Bellis) with interesting GoH's. Talking about Guests of Honours, Åcon 2 GoH Ian MacDonald's Brasyl just got yet another award, this time BSFA for the Best Novel. Can YOU pass this opportunity to see this multi-award-winning gentleman?

And again, laid-backing was the weekend for me. I painted the mural a bit, but I really need better brushes in order to finish it. I also ate some lamb. We had some family over and so forth, but many were the moments when I just put my feet up and zzzz'd. And you know what? Today I've been mostly awake at work! :)

The title is, of course, a Deep Thought by Jack Handey. But since it is too long, lj cuts out last four lettters. Which are "ther". 

"To me, boxing is like a ballet, except there's no music, no choreography, and the dancers hit each other."

LUTZ Today

Easter. Apparently someone died a while ago and workers get few days off because of. Thanks.

I've been mostly thinking about the Åcon2 programming, book reviewing and murals. A mural, to be exact. I've been painting this big red cat, but I really need to get better brushes in order to finish the work. It looks good enough for now, but I'll be tweaking it for some time still. You'll see when you visit. Or I'll take a picture and post it here. Might do that tomorrow. Shadow knows.

Saw a sf-movie today. Alien cargo. I wasn't expecting much (nothing, really) and was pleasantly surprised by this little, entertaining and suspenseful tv-movie. Take some elements from Alien, add little bit of decent plot and suspense, hints of something sinister (but do not show it), rational explanation for irrational behaviour and genuinely coherent ending - et voilá! You have the makings of a very nice film.

Alien cargo is definitely no masterpiece: acting is OK, main characters are not that convincing as space truckers, exposition is dreadful when it happens (the bar scene, ouch!), dialogue gnaws more often than bites and your SFX isn't that much better than Babylon5 - but the film manages to entertain nevertheless. The two "heroes" are likable, especially after they are infected and start acting like it, surprisingly without anyone actually explaining it unnecessarily! And the ending is as it should be. Kudos.

This reminded me little bit about Outland, that MTV3 Scifi also showed few days ago. Gritty workers SF, these are. More of this, please. What kind of a movie could be achieved with little more grit, more eye for little everyday details and - for example - William Barton writing the story!

Incidentally, I see that Barton's last novel came out almost a decade ago. He is still writing short fiction, but no longer pieces. Shame, really.

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