Tweets for the tweetless Part Two

Starting with Theo’s first whisper to all words on Wednesday, March 31, 2010.

from the BaenBooks twitter feed: “Yeah…” she whispered, and raised a hand to the yellow toggle. “Tower, this is Theo Waitley, sitting second on Torvin…Out of Solcintra.”

from the BaenBooks twitter feed: “My Scout,” Theo said carefully, “Win Ton. He’s on his way to Liad, to be married.”

from the BaenBooks twitter feed: These guys were playing bloodball, the usually happy crew of the Club scattered. “Take him, Theo!” The encouragement was Bova at full voice.

from the BaenBooks twitter feed: Shaking her head to settle her hair as best as could be done, Theo spread the chain between her two hands, and put it over her head.

from the BaenBooks twitter feed: “Second,” Theo said to yos’Senchul, “is there a reason the ship that just showed up without Jump glare isn’t tagged with name or ID number?”

It's stopped raining. . .

What? That's all I got.

Well, OK. Maybe I got more.

I saw a vee of geese rising up over Benton this morning, sorting themselves out against the downpour.

Steve and I had a nice breakfast together at Eric's before splitting up to go to our respective jobs.

The day-job ate my lunch; so much so that I had a nap when I came home.

What else?

Oh. For those who like such things, here's the recording of the talk I gave at Colby College in February. Many, many thanks to keristor for doing editing, clean-up, tightening and all the fiddly techy bits that I am completely clueless about.