Monthly Archives: May 2007

YASID (Yet Another Story ID)

Dean Esmay wants to know if anybody remembers a book. It was about a kid whose science experiment went wrong, making his left arm abnormally strong. Suddenly a little league righty was a big league lefty. In the end, the kid’s left arm goes back to normal, and he wins the big league game as a normal kid righty!

Esmay was reminded of this book when he ran across the movie Rookie of the Year, in which a kid’s arm breaks and then heals fast and strong. So it’s not that one! 🙂 Maybe the folks at Loganberry Books know what this thing is?


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The Anchoress Falls for His Grace, the Duke of Avon

Yay! The Anchoress has finally read These Old Shades by Georgette Heyer, one of my all time favorite books.

It’s a very good book on its own, but it’s also intriguing as a milestone in Heyer’s writing life. It isn’t everyone who has the guts to go back to the world of one of her first novels (The Black Moth), pluck out the villain, rewrite his world a bit, and then find a way to turn him into a romantic hero. (A way which works, is not cheap or easy, but also is not depressing or disgusting.) It also features one of Heyer’s best heroines and several of her most fun and dramatic characters and scenes of all time. And hey, it even ends with a Catholic wedding!

The sequel, Devil’s Cub, is kinda eh, but it definitely has its moments. (“Eh” for Heyer is still pretty good, you understand.) However, the story of the third generation of Avons, An Infamous Army, is a bittersweet masterpiece. (Without hugely noticeable infodumps, it also describes the Battle of Waterloo so that even we non-military types can understand the landscape and the strategy — an amazing bit of writing.)


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Maximizers and Minimizers, Huh?

This is an interesting post about “maximizers”, one kind of dysfunctional parent.

Beyond the intrinsic interest, I found this thought kinda explanatory of a certain attitude in our society.

Being whole means being connected to all parts of the personality and to the world, and being able to express the different personality aspects appropriately, with the correct force at the correct time. The ability to do this is impaired every time the caretaker (usually the parent) disregards the child as an independent – if still developing -human being, and instead assumes that he (or she ) and the child are one and the same. This kind of relationship is called a symbiotic connection with the child, defined by the parent’s assumption: “We are one, and I am the one”. Since the parent is “the one” she always knows what is best for her child, and will do anything to coerce her child to comply.

It is important to understand that the maximizer parent is completely unconscious of her behavior, and in fact was raised in exactly the same manner by a maximizer parent of her own. Unless the pattern of parenting is brought out of the dark into the light of consciousness, nothing can change, and the wounds of the parent will be passed on to the child, one generation after the other.

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If Nominated, I Will Grin; If Elected, Dang Right I’ll Serve!

Your friendly neighborhood banshee has been elected to her parish’s Worship Commission.

I am honored, pleased, and proud.

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The Ames Hymn Collection

The Ames Hymn Collection is a lot smaller than the Cyberhymnal, but it includes a lot of old-fashioned Catholic songs and MIDIs. Check it out.

Lambillotte’s “On This Day, O Beautiful Mother”, which the choir sang on Mother’s Day, is in there. The only thing the MIDI doesn’t do is that hover-y thing on certain notes that the traditional arrangement does, or the slide from the end of the verse to the beginning of the refrain. And the four-part harmony, of course. But you’ll get the basic idea very well. (And I wish I’d found this site on the Saturday before Mother’s Day, when I was trying to bone up on this “new song”!)

(I love Cyberhymnal, as of course all right-minded persons do. 🙂 However, when you go to a site for hymns and Mary isn’t even a topic; there aren’t any Marian-related hymns under Mothers, and “Come Holy Ghost, Creator Blest” isn’t even on the list for Pentecost, you can surely tell that your vast majority of Catholic hymns are being just slightly omitted.) 🙂

UPDATE: Fixed broken link. Sorry about that.

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Fire Extinguisher Luck

It’s bad luck to have a pack of kids run through your apartment building’s laundry room with a fire extinguisher. Especially if you have laundry down there.

It’s good luck when rewashing the clothes proves that the dry chemical wasn’t the one which becomes mildly corrosive in water.

All these things are much more amusing a day or so later. Still, ’tis sad to contemplate the beauties which Lileks would have achieved, if such a thing had happened to him — especially when contrasted with the unimaginativeness of this post.

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The Unbearable Loathing of Passwords

I went to spend money on Baen’s site, and found they’ve changed their rules. Apparently, since they now sell “men’s adventure” (aka semi-pornographic crap books like that stomach-turning Ghost series), they’ve decided not to let you use your hard-earned credit card unless you promise you’re over 13.

Oh, yeah, and they want you to change your password, too.

Forget it. I hate passwords, I hate the horse they rode in on, I can’t remember the things anyway, and I’m sick of the whole thing. With all the weird, sick books Baen has been putting out the last few years, and all the predominance of alternate history (always my least favorite genre!) and space opera (okay, but my plate’s full) over any other form of science fiction, and not to mention all the anti-Catholic crap they keep putting between covers… well, maybe it’s time to give up spending money with Baen at all.

Although I would have to make an exception for David Drake’s new RCN book, because that’s David Drake.

And yes, I know we need passwords. And no, I wouldn’t prefer my retina or a chip under my skin. But good cripes on toast, there’s too many passwords.


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