Joe Cecil

We forget meaning by default

(or: meaning is antimemetic) I'm lying in my living room and my coffee table's freighted with stuff. Lots and lots of books, loose notecards, baggies, coasters, a hat, a plastic bag, a notebook, a water bottle, an XBOX controller, a couple shoe horns. So very much

My favorite things of 2024

1. The Antimemetics Division series, starting with There Is No Antimemetics Division, continuing with the interlude SCP-2256 and the sequel Five Five Five Five Five. 1. After reading it, I wrote a note to myself that "I think that There Is No Antimemetics Division encapsulates a familiar human struggle:

Venerable voracious curiosity

I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I were venerably, voraciously curious about everything, if I prosecuted that wide-ranging curiosity to the full extent of my ability for years. What if I cared to know deeply about traffic lights and economics and finance and philosophy and ethics and

Things I found and loved this year

Inspired by a tweet, I made a list of all the things I found and loved this year. This is mostly fiction: Prose and anime. There are a few video games, too. Prose fiction and one review thereof 1. Too Like the Lightning by Ada Palmer. It's a

Ingurgitate

I recently found my way to Sasha Chapin's blog for perhaps the third time and decided to do the only sensible thing: Sweep the archive for posts relevant to my immediate interests and swallow every one of them as quickly as possible. The word ingurgitate comes to mind.

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