Glasshouse

Just finished Glasshouse, it’s a good read, considerably more mature and developed than Atrocity Archives. It presents yet another alternative future-society vision, this time based on pervasive wormhole and quantum-scale manipulation technology, but with the same emphasis on current-day IT nomenclature as Atrocity. Lots of references to boot-strapping, firewalls and viiri. It still has the JMS/Neal Stephenson issue of struggling to resolve all the cool ideas into a coherent conclusion in the final chapter, but that’s forgivable, in the same way as Snow Crash was a huge improvement over the highly confuse Diamond Age ending.

It’s probably those most Culture-y non-Culture novel I’ve read in a while, with pervasive AI and many other post-human evolutions, and tends to reinforce how coherent the Culture universe is, comparatively speaking. Next on the reading list is Matter, hopefully it’s a good one.

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Deir-el-Bahri

Osiris Statues

Experimenting with another way of bringing photos into posts, using the media features of WP 2.5. It’s also a nice picture though. 

 

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No Nails

 

No Nails, originally uploaded by Zakalawe.

Ancient Egyptian ship-wrighting.

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Atrocity Archives

Just finished my second Stross novel, which is actually the first he had published. It’s a slightly immature piece of writing, and very much in the Neal Stephenson vein – the basic plot is a little neat, but full of clever ideas and technical insight. Being more intimately familiar with some of the technical terminology probably affects the believability somewhat, but Stross has worked as a coder, and hasn’t taken any liberties – the problem is that technology dates so quickly.

Slightly worryingly, one of the major antagonists in the novel is once again Nazis, not from space this time, but from other dimensions. I’ve got the Glasshouse to read (apparently one of his best), fingers crossed there will not be a Nazi angle.

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Ibn Tulun

 

Ibn Tulun, originally uploaded by Zakalawe.

Jamie suggested I link to some of the more interesting Egypt photos now they’re online. This is Ibn Tulun mosque in Cairo, late in the afternoon and totally deserted, almost certainly the best way to see it.

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Iron Man

Is silly but great, among the very best of the recent crop of comic-derived movies. It’s not going to win any oscars, but the visual effects are well executed, the plot doesn’t stray out of sight of plausibility, there’s plenty of slick dialogue and most of the characters are believable and human, not impossibly saintly or outrageously evil. The glaring exception is the antagonistic terrorist cell who look like al-Qaeda but are apparently fully international and simply bent on destroying everything in sight. There are many valid reasons not to name a real group, and there’s good precedent for crazy terror organisations in films, so perhaps I should stop worrying about the motivation and politics of the guy in fatigues with an Arabic accent (and holding an RPG) and simple enjoy the explosions. But I worry that US foreign policy operates the same way.

Robert Downey Jr is excellent in the lead role, he does get to have a lot of fun but I think he was an good choice for the role – many people would have played the part too straight and lost some of the humour, and plenty of others would have turned the film into a farce. He comes close a few times, but it’s bearable.

Also, stay until the very end.

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Lighting Up

 

Acropolis 7444 , originally uploaded by onlineove.

Jim passes out the fire. I’m at the extreme right, I think.

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Getting to London, part deux

Ten minutes after writing the above post, the train to St Pancras was delayed, ultimately by about an hour. When the train (an HST) ((note for those used to GNER, or even First Great Western: East Midlands HST stock has been overhauled, with white LED reading lights and so on, but not fitted with power sockets. Ack.)) finally arrived, we proceeded to Derby, which is currently a huge construction site, and also full of interesting bits of railway-related gear, where we switched direction and (to make up time) the routing was converted to an express (dropping six stops to leave only Leicester and Luton) since the original thirty-minutes-behind service could pick those up while we gathered the London traffic. This ultimately turned out to be a brilliant decision – we left Sheffield an hour late, and arrived into St Pancras four minutes late. Whoever came up with this plan and executed it, thank you.

The thing that’s struck me most is the huge amount of money that is being spent upgrading the network – the original routing was due to the Rugby upgrade, the delay at Sheffield was related to the Chesterfield re-doubling of track, and the direction switch at Derby to a major rebuild. Waverly has been a building site for a couple of years now, and St Pancras opened last year, finally. Of course Rugby and Derby are huge junctions on the network, and extra trunk lines are badly needed – but I wonder who in the tangle of PFIs and subsidies is paying for all this.

After being in the bus-bodied Pacer, Mark 3 stock feels reassuringly solid and comfortable. I wish someone could compute the number of lives its saved since being introduced, and give the designers an OBE or something ((And full credit to whoever designed the Pendolino stock too – only one fatality from this is amazing – not ‘miraculous’ or ‘lucky’, it’s highly-skilled people doing good work)). On a related note, I’ve realised why the bogies on the Voyagers look so shiny and uncluttered – there’s no outside frame, and the disc brakes act directly on the wheels, keeping a broad band inside the rim polished. Credit to whoever at Bombardier came up with that design.

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Hope Valley & Pacers

Due to the ongoing works at Rugby, there were no direct services at all to London from Manchester on Sunday, making a normally simple journey a little more fun-packed than usual. The offered routing was via Sheffield, heading into London on the midland line into St Pancras. Before this was a local train to Sheffield, departing Piccadilly at the ungracious hour of 07:45. The train was the usual Sunday morning special, full of crashed-out clubbers, plus assorted people doing the same London routing as myself.

I was looking at the station list for the service at Piccadilly, and it clearly was a local train, stopping at a large number of small-sounding places, but the major issue only became apparent when the train turned up – it was a Pacer, which I have so far managed to avoid the, uh, pleasure of. They are as horrible and bus-like as I’d been led to expect, but the full nastiness of the single-axle, non-articulated design was brought home going over some joined track where there was a pronounced longitudinal rocking. This is not a pleasant experience on a train. Oh, and traversing one set of points, there was some equally disturbing lateral sway. ((Apparently they are nicknamed ‘nodding donkeys’ by some))

All of the above was more than made up for, however, by the stunning route, which was completely unknown to me ((except that we passed through Marple, which I’ve been through on a canal trip)). The landscape is beautiful, with some long tunnels, impressive views all the time, and a very rapid arrival into Sheffield from a seemingly rural landscape.

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MUGSS Iolanthe

We did a straight show swap with MUGSS this year, so I was viewing their Iolanthe production with a more critical eye than usual. It was an excellent production, which the usual huge chorus, over-the-top costumes and humor jammed into every available spot. The colours and costumes were deliberately garish and glowing, with Christmas-tree lights and LED rope used for that extra bit of visual bling.

I maintain our Iolanthe entrance was cooler ((Suzi would say colder)), even though it did lead to a risk-assessment with the ‘danger of drowning’ and ‘flooding theatre’ entries. Listening to the overture reminded me the point when the all-important (but rarely heard in theatres, as compared to say, U-boats) “engage pumps” command was given.

I’m also (having been backstage) immensely jealous of theatres that are, you know, purpose built, and have the following:

  • a full height fly-tower (and lots of bars)
  • wings more than a metre wide
  • an SM desk not covered in a nasty crap
  • level, smooth access from the performance floor to a truck-sized loading bay
  • a sensible fire detection installation permitting use of smoke effects without summoning the (very annoyed) fire brigade.

Clearly all of the above are ludicrous things to expect from a performance space. Just for good measure, the RNCM has a fancy moving orchestra-pit-lift thing.

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