I am almost out of coffee, and yet, I have pounds remaining. What could this mean?
I’ve lost the little tub that I had marked for 1 lbs of green coffee. I haven’t yet unpacked enough to find my scale. My attempts to learn the answer on the internet have failed, so I turn to you:
How much green coffee, measured in cups, is close to one pound? Anyone? I’m down to the end of what I have roasted. Tomorrow will be an ugly day without your help.
This is a reminder, for those who might be interested, that Fourth Street Fantasy Convention is coming. For those who don’t know, we’re a small, literary convention, with single-track programming (with lunch breaks built in). It started many years ago when I wanted a way to bring together smart people I admired and listen to them argue about writing issues I wanted to work on. We stopped for many years, then a few years ago Lydia Nickerson brought it all back.
This year, some of the people who will be there are: Elizabeth Bear, Emma Bull, Will Shetterly, Lois McMaster Bujold, Skyler White, Patrica C. Wrede, and, uh, a bunch of people I can’t think of right now but who I’d travel to a convention just to see.
Anyway, if you’re interested, here’s the info: http://www.4thstreetfantasy.com/2011/
Registration rates go up at the end of the month.
Some time ago, my grandson Miklos (age 3) decided on the generic term “mean guy” to describe any and all villains, evil-doers (especially the ones in Spider-man), and not-nice people. Hence Jeff “Peffa” Bertilson and my daughter Toni and I (egged on my TJ) thought the following had to be done.
I think I’m so civilized cause I’m living my life saying hello and good-bye
But all around me people make me so mad I could be spitting in their eye
So I’m no better than the bad criminals who hit, cheat, and burglarize
‘Cos compared to all of those neat super-heroes I am a mean-guy.
I always say please and thank you and you’re welcome, ‘cos I am very polite
But overdraft fees and automatic phone help makes me ready to fight
I don’t want to listen to idiots blab
I don’t want drink until I’m in rehab
I just want go into my secret lab and make like a mean guy.
I’m a mean guy I’m a mean mean guy
Oh, I’m a mean guy.
I’m a Green Goblin guy I’m a Venom guy, oh I’m a mean guy.
Cos compared to Spidey so strong and so brave
Compared to Batman in his bat cave
Compared to a boy who knows how to behave
I am a mean guy.
In man’s evolution he has created boundaries between every nation
Which is nothing but asking for guys like to me to go for world domination
Cos I’m happier than I might seem
When I’m with my hand-picked team
Making an invisible destructor beam
Cause I am a mean guy.
I’m a mean guy I’m a mean mean guy
Oh, I’m a mean guy.
I’m a Marvel guy I’m a D.C. guy, oh I’m a mean guy.
I watch the world through my periscope
Hatching schemes that will work I hope
Maybe next week I’ll kidnap the Pope.
I am a mean guy.
Come on and join me, by my mean guy pal.
We’ll share the world, you can have Lonsdale.
I’m a mean guy I’m a mean mean guy
Oh, I’m a mean guy.
I’m a Green Goblin guy I’m a Venom guy, oh I’m a mean guy.
I’ll be your Joker you’ll be Harley Quinn
I’ll make you rich and you’ll make me win
If our plans our foiled we’ll just try again
I am a mean guy.
I’m a mean guy I’m a mean mean guy
Oh, I’m a mean guy.
I’m a Doc Oc guy I’m a Burglar guy, oh I’m a mean guy.
I want to own everything I see.
I’m Ayn Rand’s child by Bill Nietzsche
Until the superheroes catch up with me.
I’ll be a mean guy.
I”ll be a mean guy.
I’ll be a mean guy.
Here is where I’ll gleefully read posts from those who liked it and merrily skip posts from those who didn’t.
A place to talk about it, if you want.