Lancer Kind

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China, a tour done SciFi-geek style

3 December, 2008 (22:40) | Uncategorized | By: Lancer Kind

Naturally, China has done a lot of great things.  They have the great wall. They’ve recently hosted the Olympics. They allow one to get a latte in a place once known as the “Forbidden City”. In Hangzou, I saw an amazing outdoor show with people dancing on a lake.  It was amazing seeing a cast […]

I went to china to so my friend could eat small creatures on-a-stick

23 November, 2008 (14:36) | Uncategorized | By: Lancer Kind

(PARENTAL DISCRETION IS ADVISED! The images contained within may not only give you an appetite for un-culinary creatures on a stick, you may become hungry rather than frightened during the “crunchy” scenes in Raiders of the Lost Ark.) My wife and I, and my good friend Ben went on a trip to China/Taiwan Oct 19-Nov […]

Honorable mention in the Writers of the Future contest

8 November, 2008 (10:21) | Uncategorized | By: Lancer Kind

I’m very tickled!  I’ve received a letter that I’ve been given a honorable mention for a short story called “Honolulu Hottie”, a Hawaiian cyberpunk story about a security guard who gets mixed up with a woman (the hottie) who is conducting corporate espionage to out a company that conspires to manipulate the pineapple market. What […]

Those that spam together, stay together

19 October, 2008 (20:31) | Uncategorized | By: Lancer Kind

We’ve all received spam from social network sites–classmates, facebook, myspace, linked-in, gmail invitations, … etc. The interesting thing about this kind of spam is that it’s really your friends spamming you: they sign up for a site, and the site collects your friend’s addresses and sends them spams so they can sign up and be […]

Oops, the company did it again, my personal info was compromised

1 October, 2008 (23:31) | Uncategorized | By: Lancer Kind

Every time I use an online bank, 401k, or some other service, I shudder. They ask me a bunch of personal questions about my favorite color, whether I wet the bed when I was young, and if I played dress-up with my sister’s barbies. Should that get into the wrong hands… I could be ruined. […]