Topic 60 of 109: Justin
Wed, Mar 17, 1999 (10:48) |
Paul Terry Walhus (terry)
Just Hall. What a character!
His home page is *the* home page.
http://www.links.net is a great place to start, but no telling where
you'll end up.
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Topic 60 of 109 [web]: Justin
Response 1 of 2: Paul Terry Walhus (terry) * Wed, Mar 17, 1999 (10:49) * 65 lines
From Justin's Diary of 3/17/99 about his visit to Bruce's house.
(I was there)
we wandered over somehow to bruce sterling's house - he'd invited the
near-whole of south by southwest to his 1912/frank lloyd writey custom
designed/build admirable family pad. respected but unread pat cadigan
science fiction author i should know better, bruce sterling holding court
in his office, showing off computer crime books, ru serius and his
wonderful welcome-matt-flinging ladyfriend eve, demi-stars and the 13 year
old dj, who may have put on eminem more than once, though it may have been
carl. adam powell told me about fugazi with the most incredible fervent
look in his eyes, as he is want to do describing a trip to eat a burrito.
paul with recent videos of me gathered persistenly at
http://www.spring.net/ threw out occasional questions, still in his rather
large but not laden vest-of-many pockets. jon lebkowsky i've felt somehow
has been most host-behind-the-scenes all along and he was there looking
quite impish in eyebrows and friendly in his belly, smiled much and
suggested i think seriously about repurposing my web ramblings into a
sellable book. his tome on netpolitics should be rescued from academic
press in time for a presidential-era publishing this november if possible
i suggested. joey anuff of suck did the usual rib-tickling rundown of
myself or whoever availed. the woman from the ACTlab here described the
collaboratively written opera she'd organized and had just seen performed.
never having done opera before she was prompted by sandy stone to do
something new first and therein find the necessary knomwledge. bruce
sterling's youngest daughter of maybe 3 was eating candy necklace beads
that had been already separated from the string. i sat near her on the
wooden stairs and tried mimicry to initiate play - she had none of it and
steadily rolled away from my ovations of friendship, beginning a slow moan
that threatened to become a cry. a guy who's name slips me and i'm too
tired to find his card had long red hair and a longer attention span than
i for the subject at hand between us - managing web site collections of
links. another fellow, jeff? can't recall; he mentioned wanting to auction
me off on ebay. joey said a famous VC had auctioned off an hour of his
time there and i should try that too. of my party carl david and ariana
were leaving after 10 minutes. they invited my departure as well but i
could not stand to leave a nice group gathered here under a writerly
umbrella for casual chatting in pleasant audible surroundings so i
abandoned any party hopping for 90 minutes wandering happy at the
his office was lined with books, many his, many cyber, much eclectica.
sterling has a quite old mac (fewer wiz bang - maybe more work), while his
daughter of 3 has a powerful PC that he is sure to be kicked off of if she
catches him on it when she has work to do.
over his desk, much like howard, strikingly like howard, sterling had a
large ganesha. at first he dodged acknowledging the significance, but he
came to share a dream of a visitation by a three foot high rat in some
clothes the day he cleaned and installed the large painted statue (rat
being the messenger of ganesh and the title of a story by a fellow i did
not note and do not recall).
later i paused in the kitchen a moment to say thanks yous ands goods byes
to him my host. i introduced myself and sterling mentioned my hair change.
somehow origin came up and he mentioned that garriot was an astronaut's
sun who had famous halloween parties every few years.
there was a large hammock outside between the house and my ride. i jumped
in, it was a broad sweep, many feet between the anchors. amidst my
late-evening breeze riding sterling ran by and snatched up an attached
rope to pull me to exciting heights cackling something resembling
Topic 60 of 109 [web]: Justin
Response 2 of 2: J-DOG (turk182) * Sun, Apr 25, 1999 (05:34) * 6 lines
I so do like Bruce,
His manhood protruding like a spruce.
A pine in the base of my spine.
and the taste of necteur engulfs his juice