Lloyd Penney (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lloydpenney) wrote,@ 2009-02-28 21:05:00 |
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Loc on This Here... 10 (Nic Farey, ed.)
Dear Nic:
Thanks much for This Here... 10. A quick look inside reveals opportunities to talk about...
Not sure who could possibly be the fannish Bubbles...well, I have some names in mind, but the Atlantic Ocean may not be a sufficient barrier to keep the young lady away, so as I have been saying these days, I am an experienced husband, so I shall wisely say nothing. An aside to Connecticut...apology accepted, but don't you ever, EVER let it happen again.
Gasoline's gone down in price, but we all know that it won't stay there. I can only imagine how many gallons per mile a motorhome gets. There's plenty of dealerships around here...perhaps I should check them, and see how many have gone away in the 'global economic downturn'. We should know better than to trust the weatherman and whatever he says. Sometimes, it's about as accurate as casting runes and charms. Temperatures are supposed to drop like a rock this afternoon here, so I dressed for the ditch, and I think I won't regret that.
Your adventures with generators and the law...you've got the worst luck. Living in an apartment in a city means you don't usually need such machinery, but if I needed a scooter, and it has crossed my mind, I'd probably buy a new Vespa. I think with even those little things, I would need a licence, and I do not have a driver's licence. Never have; buses and subways are usually enough to get me around where I need to go, and I could always use more walking.
I finally did check out Phil Foglio's Girl Genius website, or at lest I tried to...most of the links I clicked led to the near-ubiquitous internal service error screen. I'll try again another day when Phil's got things cleaned up.
Shelvy Vick speculates that Walt Willis was just another Carl Brandon? Nope, 'taint so. I met Walt Willis in 1992 at the Orlando Worldcon, and he told me he liked my writing and my letters. I wasn't sure my feet were touching the floor for the rest of the convention.
Every time I go onto the London tube website and call up a map (curiosity, nothing more), I see there's construction of some new tunnels and new stations. the tube expands like its alive. Expansion of the subways here is glacial speedwise, and the subject of endless screaming matches. I keep reading about subway extensions to the north and northwest, but I think I'll long gone before these projects are finished, if they ever get started.
Work life and personal life are definitely separate for me. Based on past observations and experiences, socializing at work is a no-no. It's an end to a means, a place to earn a paycheque, and nothing more. It's place where you must stay professional because when that pretense is dropped, who knows what may happen? I've never been all that comfortable in an office setting; give me a con full of crazy fans any day.
I have to say enjoyed the locol, but no hooks to catch on...and so, off to the egress. Thank you for another issue, and I am enjoying the past Fareyzines Bill Burns's been putting up. I even locced a couple of them long ago, if I recall. See you next zine, whatever title you choose.
Yours, Lloyd Penney.
Dear Nic:
Thanks much for This Here... 10. A quick look inside reveals opportunities to talk about...
Not sure who could possibly be the fannish Bubbles...well, I have some names in mind, but the Atlantic Ocean may not be a sufficient barrier to keep the young lady away, so as I have been saying these days, I am an experienced husband, so I shall wisely say nothing. An aside to Connecticut...apology accepted, but don't you ever, EVER let it happen again.
Gasoline's gone down in price, but we all know that it won't stay there. I can only imagine how many gallons per mile a motorhome gets. There's plenty of dealerships around here...perhaps I should check them, and see how many have gone away in the 'global economic downturn'. We should know better than to trust the weatherman and whatever he says. Sometimes, it's about as accurate as casting runes and charms. Temperatures are supposed to drop like a rock this afternoon here, so I dressed for the ditch, and I think I won't regret that.
Your adventures with generators and the law...you've got the worst luck. Living in an apartment in a city means you don't usually need such machinery, but if I needed a scooter, and it has crossed my mind, I'd probably buy a new Vespa. I think with even those little things, I would need a licence, and I do not have a driver's licence. Never have; buses and subways are usually enough to get me around where I need to go, and I could always use more walking.
I finally did check out Phil Foglio's Girl Genius website, or at lest I tried to...most of the links I clicked led to the near-ubiquitous internal service error screen. I'll try again another day when Phil's got things cleaned up.
Shelvy Vick speculates that Walt Willis was just another Carl Brandon? Nope, 'taint so. I met Walt Willis in 1992 at the Orlando Worldcon, and he told me he liked my writing and my letters. I wasn't sure my feet were touching the floor for the rest of the convention.
Every time I go onto the London tube website and call up a map (curiosity, nothing more), I see there's construction of some new tunnels and new stations. the tube expands like its alive. Expansion of the subways here is glacial speedwise, and the subject of endless screaming matches. I keep reading about subway extensions to the north and northwest, but I think I'll long gone before these projects are finished, if they ever get started.
Work life and personal life are definitely separate for me. Based on past observations and experiences, socializing at work is a no-no. It's an end to a means, a place to earn a paycheque, and nothing more. It's place where you must stay professional because when that pretense is dropped, who knows what may happen? I've never been all that comfortable in an office setting; give me a con full of crazy fans any day.
I have to say enjoyed the locol, but no hooks to catch on...and so, off to the egress. Thank you for another issue, and I am enjoying the past Fareyzines Bill Burns's been putting up. I even locced a couple of them long ago, if I recall. See you next zine, whatever title you choose.
Yours, Lloyd Penney.
