odds and ends

I read most of the second two books of Gene Wolfe's Long Sun series on the plane home. Somewhere in the middle I dozed and dreamed that someone was forcibly interrogating someone else using the fact that the someone else was some collection of finitely generated Z-modules, while the interrogator was a free Z-module and could therefore map onto his victim at any time.

The Long Sun books are beautiful but distant, and I react with incredulity every time the main character mentions that he's in love with the woman he's in love with. I think I am supposed to conclude that he's not-very-sub consciously sabotaging his priestly status; but I don't think I'm supposed to conclude that he is arbitrary and unfathomable.

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Now that I have real internet access again, I can post this, borrowed from mjbarefoot:

Reply to this post and...

1. I will tell you what song reminds me of you. (I reserve the right to substitute other works of art as necessary.)
2. I will tell you what celebrity/public/fictional person you remind me of, either in personality or in looks.
3. I will give you one word that I associate with you when I think of you.
4. I will tell you what colors I associate with you.

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My car works (mostly) at the moment, in case anyone's keeping score.