Leonard made some ice cream using the ice cream maker. He put the mix in the freezer. Later, I heard an odd hissing sound coming from the kitchen. Had something gone wrong with the ice …

Leonard and I will visit Boston this weekend. If you're reading this from a Boston-area computer, I probably want to hang out with you!

Inadvertently lyrical lines overheard at the virtual water cooler: and if that package doesn't build, I'll need to give it another poke and when we get the screen, we test and choose I'm back in …

Sure, it's usually true that a job interview is going well if the conversation goes swimmingly, with no 90-second interruptions for explanations. But not if I'm interviewing a Brit. What's a second-class degree? What's a …

A certain species of tech talk goes like: "Here's a product/methodology/tool I hack on, here's what it's good for and how/why you should add it to your toolkit." It's an honorable and useful presentation topic. …

I am finishing some berry tea from a ninja-logoed mug. I am in an office a few floors above the ground, across the road from King's College. I see English summer light and the college …

"Let Us Now Praise Awesome Dinosaurs," by Leonard Richardson, Strange Horizons, 13 July 2009. "I want to buy a gun," said the Thymomenoraptor. He moved his foreclaw along the glass case of pistols, counting them …

A few times in the past year, I've taken the risk of leaning over to an English-speaking stranger in the airport, one who's wearing a suit or the like, and saying, "Ah, the glamor of …

I went to the beach. Lots of people do it all the time, I suppose, but I don't, usually. Seemed pleasant at the time*, but now there's sand everywhere, on the floor, on the back …

As I said on his blog when he commemorated the end of his twenties: Happy birthday, sweetie. I trust you'll be even more awesome in the next decade than you were during the decade when …