Just a Little Bit Further

“All passengers for Transport ‘Odysseus‘ please depart through customs at Station Airlock 3. Any passengers requiring special atmospheric adjustments should declare such to customs officials.”

He was nothing much. Just your average human male, nothing fancy. His hair was slightly receding and had started showing grey at the temples. His cheeks sagged with the stress of a long life as little more than an office drone. If you asked him, he probably couldn’t tell you why he was here. 

He had no wife, no children. Any other family had long since died or forgotten about him. He was no one special. But he had been saving most of his pay for almost thirty years. And when you have nothing to spend it on, it builds up. So there was no issue with resources at the moment.

Thing was, he had just decided one day to quit his job. It hadn’t been any extreme explosion or mental break. He went in, and calmly gave his two weeks notice. Then spent the next few weeks putting his affairs into order. He paid off his lease, sold everything he owned that didn’t hold a sentimental value, and purchased a ticket from the Houston Astrodome to Aldrin Station.

After taking pictures of Earth through the Dome with his personal data terminal and enjoying some of the local cuisine, he purchased a ticket to Syria Planum on Mars. He took more pictures of the red sands, took a transport to Cydonia and gazed upon the pyramid mountains. 

And it continued, from the Titan Subglacial Ocean Colony to the Transfer Point off Io. Once he had reached Pluto he purchased transport to the first Terran Intersteller Colony, The Centari System. Alpha, Beta, and Proxima.

After taking his pictures and experiencing what could be found he would purchase a ticket and proceed further on. Just a little bit further away from Home. From Centauri to the systems beyond. Always just a little bit further. 

Which is how he had gotten here, to Antlantia Station. A place built by the United Nations meant as a meeting place for all the species Earth had made contact with so far. Diplomatic, Economic, and Cultural exchanges between hundreds of thousands of people from every world known.

Once he had cleared customs, he walked through the arrival area and took a tram to the central portion of the station. He took a moment to purchase a human safe treat from a vendor and enjoyed it as the tram took him to where everything public occurred. He watched street performers and artists selling their wares. He saw crystals glowing with an inner light from within them.

He took pictures, he ate a good meal, he listened to the philosophers standing in front of the multitude of temples dedicated to the Gods of a hundred worlds.

And after a few days he went to the out bound transport terminal, and purchased a ticket to another planet. One of the Non-Human worlds safe for Humans to visit.

Just a little bit further. 

A Normal Night

Ever since the internet became a thing, people have been trying to use it to make a quick buck. Some times it worked out. Some times it didn’t.

But the word was spoken, “Monitization.”

It started with just blogs. LIttle quick snippets of text talking about some part of a persons life or sharing a quick story. Then it evolved into video, images, social media, shopping, manual labor. Everything could be monitized.

Somethings didn’t need the internet for this, but it sure made it easier.

So here I am, sitting in my car trying to make a quick buck for something or another while this barely clothed, barely legal to get into a club girl and her new boyfriend are getting hot and heavy in my back seat. It’s not even going to be worth the amount of time it takes to drive them to their next hang out, let alone all the perfume and booze in the air.

But I need just a little bit extra to make it through the month, and they wanted to go dance and drink at another spot somewhere in the middle of downtown.

And after they get out another person is going to want a drive, and another, and another. I just hope no one is so drunk they puke in here.

Before the Storm – An Introduction

I don’t know if anyone will ever read this. I don’t know if anyone who does will care.

Have you ever wondered why things become cliché? How something gets so over used to the point it annoys and angers people?

I used the hate the idea. Loathed the cliché in the books I found as I went through High School.

The cliché about the girl who met a boy and her entire life changed in that moment. The cliché would have it end up with them together, and the girl finding some meaning just in a simple life of family and home.

I found the idea horrific.

When a similar situation happened to me I understood. Things become cliché not because people can’t be original, or push a traditional idea. They become cliché because we crave them.

I wish that had been the case for me.

Like the cliché, my life changed the day I met Aldebaran. Unlike the cliché, it wasn’t because of the teenaged girls search for self and romance.

There was a twenty plus year age difference, and he pulled me out of a wrecked passenger transport out of Palas Pacifica. That had been the day everything changed, and not in a good way.

Since that day I’ve seen sorrow. I’ve seen the cathedrals of Vatacana leveled and the pyramids of Sahadra crumble. I’ve seen hundreds of thousands of men, women, and children crushed together trying to escape an invading horror.

I’ve seen the fall of Darkness, capital “D”, over my world.

I’ve seen the only hope for our future, if we have one, in the remaining forces of my people, and the remnants of a long dead civilization.

My only constant companion has been Aldebaran, and while our relationship is not the romance of tawdry novels, it has been the only thing that has kept me from falling into despair.
Cliché exists because at the end of the day, we all want it to be true.

I wish I had been so lucky.

This is my story. And if it falls into cliché and repetitive ideas, I can only assume it is some function of history repeating itself.

If you are reading this, then that means we won. It means there is a future for our world after this butchery.

And if no one reads this, it doesn’t matter anyways.

Katarina Bridger

Webserver Mining

So, there are some folk who apparently use their websites to mine crypto. Instead of showing you ads, they eat up a bit of your computers processing power for their own mining operations. Now, this to me seems fishing and ethically and morally ambiguous unless there is some kind of notification. 

Ads you can see. Unless I tell you I’m mining on your computer, you only notice a bit of a slow down. 

While I wouldn’t mind a way to potentially monetize this site more, I can’t say I approve of stealing time from my readers like that. 

So, while I am not against such an idea, I will say that I won’t do so on here unless I mention it. I can’t just do something like that and then not tell you about potential issues.

I AM using my webserver to try and mine Monero, but with a small script that doesn’t eat up a lot of power. This way even if there is no viewers I get a bit of something. and I keep the CPU load down. That way it doesn’t cause any issues for the viewers here or on Fanbards.net.

 

Reorganizing Stories

So, I’ve spent a lot of time trying to build a great featureset in Drupal that would make it easy for someone to start their own story archive, either as a community, or as a single person setup. I’ve got ideas on how to make it a closed system as well, but that hasn’t been worked on yet really.

But as I also use WordPress here I’ve wondered, could what I do in Drupal be adapted to do the same in WordPress? Could I have a nice front page with all the story information, then have the chapters organized and easily paged through in WordPress… I’m thinking it’s possible. Not sure though.

I’d love to try, or find plugins that would allow me to do the same thing I do in Drupal in here. WordPress is great for simple stuff actually, and there is a reason I haven’t completely went Drupal on this page, if only so I can keep up with what WordPress for my own use. 

I’m still thinking on all the subjects.

I got into Bitcoin Mining today

So, I got paid today. Nothing special, happens every two weeks. But Today I decided to give cloud mining a try. See, since 2008 we’ve seen a new type of currency propagating across the internet. Digital Currencies that are decentralized, and not bound by the good faith and credit of any one government. The first of these was Bitcoin, which is still the most popular and recently had a hard fork with Bitcoin Cash due to a debate on scalability.

Bitcoin is not the only digital currency though, you have others like LiteCoin and Etherium, both of which are supported on the bitcoin exchange wallet service Coinbase.com.

Now, I found a cloud based mining company that takes its maintenance out in bitcoins you mine off their hardware. Not so bad when you consider how much it takes to get started. I gave then $30USD/0.01 BTC and started up. Now, I won’t know exactly how effective this is until the first payout, so I can’t go into it now, but if it’s not all I lost is $30USD.

But let’s assume that I make back that $30USD. Then proceed to let the mining go on to make a bit more. From what I can tell for tax purposes these are all covered under the same regulations as any currency trading. So, I’m going to have to put back about 50% of anything I make for Capital Gains Taxes next year.

Still, 50% of something is better than all of nothing.

I’m thinking of reinvesting into the process as I make more BTC. I will take the first 0.01BTC after my tax savings are considered and get started on Ethereum mining on the same services. Cost about $29.99USD for 2 years. I can improve on that over time hopefully as I add power to the mix.

But what does this all mean in the long term? I’m assuming for tax purposes that all of this is covered under US Tax law, and that saving back 50% of it should be sufficient. To my knowledge no one pays more than 50% taxes on IRS. Any better information would be appreciated. But even then, all my digital currency at the end of the year will need to be dealt with in taxes as US Dollars. Not a bad thing, or a good thing, just the currency of the country I’m a citizen of.

I’m all for anyone who has knowledge into this world I’m stepping into.

A Beginning

In the beginning, there was darkness.

What comes next is a point of contention.

Some believe that a being of great power came and started creating everything. That our universe emerged from the mind of a Being beyond our comprehension and made all we know. That our universe is less scientific construct and more artistic expression.

This Maker proceeded to create planets, stars, galaxies, life in infinite combinations. And while many worlds may exist similar to our own, we can only see the small planet we reside on.

In one book we believe that this Maker created us in his image. And in this way we are as The Maker was. We see and create. Dream and Nightmare.

For is not the power to imagine and create not the province of a Maker of world?

After Holiday Thoughts

So Christmas is done for another year.

I’m not sorry it’s through.

It’s that time of year where we all think back to how we loved our lives this year, and try to tell ourselves we’ll do better next year. The New Years Resolutions we inevitably allow to fall by the wayside.

We get too tired, too beaten, too fed up with the world we retreat to the comfort and security of the familiar things. Or just try and survive the next day.

But regardless of what might become of these statements we always reflect and try at least to focus on improving ourselves and our lives. So we try, and we hope. We reflect on the year before, and celebrate the year to come.

At the end it’s all we can do. So look back at who you were, and think about how to become who you want to be.

Hybrid ideas and crossed over concepts

So I have been working for a while on recreating certain projects in a way so they could be shared with others. It got me thinking about where I really want to take things. Or if I should just pack it in.

Clearly packing it in is not something I care to do.

I’ve been wanting to get into more than just writing short stories, fanfiction, and maintenance posts. Things like screencasts with what I’m doing for Bookshelf and documenting my exploration of tiny houses. It’s time-consuming, and the equipment for some of it can be a bit costly. Still, might be worth it.

So what does one do? They try to get better that’s what they do.
I’m going to try and just write things in general from now on. Create some series, and keep some things just short stories and stand alone.
Also, I’m recreating the page in Drupal using some of the features I’ve created for Bookshelf.  That’s my plan for the pages and such anyways. I’ll also recreate a media galley functionality for the page.

Lots to do.

Getting Back to it!

So, I’ve once again gone silent for no really good reason save for feeling extremely tired and beat up. I will TRY not to let that happen again but I can’t guarantee it… not that I ever do.

So here’s what I have coming up for this page. First off, a refit is coming from WordPress into Drupal 7, using my Bookshelf feature set as the base for all my stories. The extra configuration and setup should allow me a lot more freedom with how I present everything to you all. I hope it includes some great mobile layouts and such for all of you.

Second, I have some ideas for non-scifi stories that I’m not sure I’ll be able to write. They are of course pointing at some of todays social issues and I want to keep things from being too harsh. But at the same time these stories are drifting in my head. I’ll work on them and then post them and see what sticks.

Time to try and write at least some thoughts for the page over the next several weeks. Got to get back into my interests. Also going to try and get back into shape. I’ll keep you up to date on how that is going.