1. Because it’s always Wednesday somewhere, if only in our hearts, I just put up my Blog Gate post of the week. It’s about whether Classical or Norse mythology has better monsters, which is a dumb thing to argue about really, except the other guy started it.
2. I tossed my melted mind into this week’s Mind Meld at SF Signal, the question being “What real-life city seems the most fantastical or science fictional to you?” No prizes for predicting my answer.
Everyone’s going for big cities. I live just outside a city of 3,700, a dozen miles from a wilderness in which motors are not allowed. A great many of our jobs are related to sending people into said wilderness and taking care of them if^H^Hwhen they come out again. Merlin is my next-door neighbor, I go to church on Conan Street, and when we were house shopping, my wife, being a fan of giant white rabbits, liked the idea of buying on Harvey Street. Wolves occasionally poop on my walkway, and at one point during the last century, brothels outnumbered churches. People here think nothing of piling into a sauna naked, but don’t like to be touched.
–Jeff Stehman
I can see that. The northern woods and lakes loom pretty large in my imagination. Still, if it’s cities we’re talking about, that city is the one that always comes to my mind.