Tuesday, September 15, 2026

Those Without Mercy (Warhammer 40K: Astra Militarum) 2.5Stars

 

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Title: Those Without Mercy
Series: Warhammer 40K: Astra Militarum
Author: Callum Davis
Rating: 2.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: SF
Pages: 20
Words: 6K
Publish: 2025



In the Empire of Man, the “army” is made up of different kinds of units. Some of those units are the tyrants, the dominators of mankind, ie, the eunuchs, the Space Marines. Monstrous beings almost as evil as the evil they are fighting. Then you have the Mechanized divisions, which meld man and machine until it’s hard to tell which is which. Then you have the regular old humans who are the fodder. But even within the human only part of things, the divisions are as great as the variety of planets from which they come. One faction (which I guess you can play in the miniatures game) are the Chem Dogs. They are prisoners condemned to die but instead of being executed, are given over to a force that take on suicide missions. They are given drugs which make them go out of their gourds and they will do almost whatever they are told while on said drugs.

All of that is pretty much introduced in this short story. I’ve never heard of the Chem Dog faction before and to be honest, I’ll be ok if I never read another story about them. Part of that is because this short story was very obviously just an introduction and a chapter to a full novel. You have the setup happen for a suicide mission and that is where this story ends. I dinged off half a star because of Black Library being such a jerk for doing this.

However, I am including a full sized cover for this. Man, is it cool and macabre looking!


★★✬☆☆


From the Publisher:

A commissar investigates the death of a colleague at the hands of the Savlar Chem-Dogs, and finds more than he bargained for.

READ IT BECAUSE
The Savlar Chem-Dogs are a fascinating example of a penal legion. This story explores their unsavoury reputation, but also what makes them such effective soldiers.

THE STORY
The Savlar Chem-Dogs penal legion are embroiled in a brutal conflict against the orks. When the ruthless Commissar Hasp witnesses a squad murdering a fellow commissar, he is determined to bring them to justice – but is there more to the situation than meets the eye?



Monday, September 14, 2026

Mesa Pegasus - MTG 4E

 

This was a good card for its time. A flyer for cheap meant you could block some of the bigger flying creatures and while Mesa Pegasus was sure to die, it prevented all the damage to you, which is the point of a creatures' existence in the game. This was a staple in the White Weenie deck archetype. The WW was a deck consisting of a lot of small creatures that would over run your opponent, with an occasional card to help boost them. Your goal was to overwhelm and overrun your opponent before they could respond in time.

Sunday, September 13, 2026

I, Asimov (Asimovian Memoirs #3) 5Stars

 

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Title: I, Asimov
Series: Asimovian Memoirs #3
Authors: Isaac Asimov
Rating: 5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Autobiography
Pages: 914
Words: 214K
Publish: 1994


The previous two Asimovian Memoirs (In Memory Yet Green and In Joy Still Felt) were very dense, factually heavy books. They were interesting but slow going and strictly chronological. I, Asimov repeats a lot of the data from those two books but brings us up to date to his illness in the 90’s and a final chapter by his second wife Janet, brings things to a close post-mortem.

This was a much lighter book, in tone. It’s not the bare facts of the matter, but as much about how Asimov felt about the subject he was writing about as about the subject itself. Much more of a “memoir” than a straight up autobiography. As such, I am very glad to have read the previous two books ahead of this, as it gave me a much deeper laid foundation to put this book on.

In that regards, I never felt bored by the repeating of data I had already read, because it was written in a different manner and with a different goal in mind. Asimov doesn’t go nearly as deep on subjects so there’s no “cut and paste” feel, which is important. He also talks about things from a more human perspective (how it made him feel) instead of just the facts. He had a section on his son David which opened up a little bit more about why he hadn’t written very much about him in the previous books. He also talks a bit more candidly about his first wife and the divorce. Nothing salacious or mean spirited, but being honest about their incompatibilities and inherent character flaws in both of them that they couldn’t or wouldn’t overcome.

Because this wasn’t strictly chronological, but topical, you can’t just skip sections thinking you’ve already know all the info from the previous two books. Some things yes, were no different but many of the areas were expanded upon post-1975, so there’s a good 15 years of new thoughts and happenings, even about people and events from his past. He talks about the Foundation novels and the Robot novels that happened post-1975 and it was fascinating to get his thoughts on them, to the point where I am seriously considering reading the rest of the Foundation books even though when I read them in the 90’s I wasn’t a fan.

This book really brings out the fact that Asimov was a short story guy. Whether fiction or non-fiction, he excelled at the under-10,000 word format. He could churn out articles for papers and magazines week after week without breaking a sweat. It isn’t until he talks about the novels that it becomes evident how hard it was for him to write when he wasn’t enjoying the process of writing.

From this, and the previous books, it is evident that Asimov had a huge ego. He parades around the issue and paints it in a positive light as promoting himself because no one else would, and while that was true to some extent, you can tell that he thought he was the best, period. It comes more to light in how he interacts with others and glimpses get through his writing. One of the issues was his atheism. He writes a chapter or two about religion and from that you can tell he doesn’t just disagree with anyone who believes in the supernatural, but that he despised them, for a variety of reasons. It was also evident that he simply didn’t understand the Bible as a whole but chose bits and bobs to talk about and skewered them that way. That stood out to me because he claimed throughout the book to be such an intellectual and that he was always judging things fairly and rationally. It just wasn’t so.

I really enjoyed this memoir and felt like it was a great capstone to the trilogy. The first two books dug a deep foundation and this put up the house and all the pretty windows. While I would recommend this book as a standalone, I would really recommend people read the whole Asimovian Memoirs trilogy to get the full experience.

★★★★★


From Asimov.fandom.com

It's a series of personal essays rather than a strictly chronological narrative, covering a wide range of topics from his childhood to his literary career and personal life. The book explores his thoughts on science, society, his colleagues, and even religion, offering a glimpse into the mind of a prolific writer.



Friday, September 11, 2026

Imperatoris Chronicorum VII

 


This was a peculiar week. But not even regularly peculiar, but in fits and jerks.

Sunday was pretty typical. Church, chores and blogging. I drank a couple of Starbucks Mocha Frappucinos and all that sugar allowed me to stay awake all the way until 10:30pm.


Monday was Labor Day, so I had the day off. Mrs B works retail so she didn't have the day off. It was bright and sunny and I spent the entire day inside, on the couch, watching Gilmore Girls and blogging massive amounts (10+ posts). I'd say it was good relaxation for my body, but with another two bottles of Mocha Frappucinos, well, that's a lot of "healthy" sugar and caffeine.

Work. Well, work. My co-worker's wife is expecting their first kid and he's thinking about nothing but that. He's taking his car to job sites, which means I have to drive the work van. Oh, I hate that pig of a van. And when I wasn't working with my usual co-worker, I was working with Slow Boy 2.0. He drives the van, but my goodness, jobs take twice as long when he's involved. Scuttlebutt is that he's not long with the company. Given his slow track record, I'm not surprised. It just made the week a bit miserable, having to work with him :-/


And then today. It is the 25th Anniversary of 9/11. My co-worker was 4 years old when it happened and now he and his wife are having a kid. I think this might be the last year I do a remembrance post. I remember as a kid seeing "Pearl Harbor Day" on the calendar and wondering why that was on the calendar. What did Pearl Harbor have to do with the world I was living in then? And while I hate to say it, that unborn kid is going to grow up and 9/11 is going to be as historical to him as Pearl Harbor was to me. While I will continue to remember 9/11, I'm choosing to let it fully slide into history. I've arrived at this point over the years and that is reflected in the various remembrance posts where I've thought and remembered and pondered. It doesn't hurt anymore to remember that day. It is time to let the past be the past. I'm ready to accept that now.


On a much more positive note, this month Mrs B and I celebrate 18 years of marriage. We're celebrating tonight so I won't be home when this goes live. I'll be responding to comments tomorrow. We're doing our usual Cheesecake Factory run and there is a very good chance that when this post goes live that I'll be in the middle of eating some cheeseburger spring rolls while I wait for my shepherds pie with extra mashed potatoes to be cooked.


I shower you all with blessings of beneficence and cheer. See you tomorrow!


Thursday, September 10, 2026

Atlantic Scramble (Phoenix Force #3) 3Stars

 

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Title: Atlantic Scramble
Series: Phoenix Force #3
Author: Gar Wilson
Rating: 3 of 5 Stars
Genre: Action/Adventure
Pages: 185
Words: 41K
Publish: 1982



Camel humping terrorists (and I’m pretty sure they are referred to in that kind of language) steal a prototype machine gun that is super powerful and could change the balance of power in the middle east. What’s worse, they stole it from under the noses of the CIA and the Army. That can’t stand and so Hal Brognola (the liaison between the US Government and the special strike teams created by Mack Bolan) sends in Phoenix Force to recover the precious cargo.

One of the kickers is that the terrorists have a superserum that turns anyone who ingests it into a total suggestion zombie, but with all their skills still intact. And this is what bothered me. Nobody, and I mean nobody, on the side of the angels, even thinks about getting this drug. It is a plot device for this instance and that is it. Just think, if we could take enemy combatants, drug them with this, they’d then give us everything they knew without a fight, without torture, without any chance of misinformation. And we just ignore it because of laser guided machine guns, sigh.

I did notice a particular weakness of such ghost written franchises, that is, character erraticness. There are five guys in Phoenix Force and each ghost writer writes them a little bit differently. Sometimes that doesn’t matter, but here, it takes two of them and turns them into blood thirsty Rambo-clones instead of the intelligent men we’ve seen in the previous books. I doubt teenage me would have noticed something like this, but middle aged me definitely does. It is not an insurmountable weakness or one that will cause me to dnf the book, but it is a big ding against the series as a whole. It’s the kind of thing that builds and builds until I eventually blow my stack and dnf the series because of it.

Finally, All Hail Hypnotoad!


★★★☆☆


From the Publisher

Phoenix Force was scrambled from the far corners of the world when intelligence learned about Red Anvil.This Libyan terrorist organization had left a trail of blood across the United States, confounding all security systems in a savage, sometimes suicidal, pursuit of a deadly goal - possession of the Dessler Laser Submachine superweapon.The five warriors of Mack Bolan's mercenary force tracked their thieving quarry to the high seas of the Atlantic, where the battle zone descended upon the subchaser U.S.S. Beaumont and continued, bloodily, beneath the waves.The deep-sea shoot-out is the most explosive climax yet for the fabulous, world-encircling Phoenix Force. Here is raw power and magnificent courage in the gut-chilling tradition of the Executioner.

And there is nothing that dictator Xi Jinping the goat humper can do about it.


Tuesday, September 08, 2026

Farmer Boy (Little House #3) 4Stars

 

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Title: Farmer Boy
Series: Little House #3
Author: Laura Ingalls Wilder
Rating: 4 of 5 Stars
Genre: MG Historical Fiction
Pages: 143
Words: 52K
Publish: 1933



I enjoyed this as much as the previous entries. My vague earlier memories were that this all took place out in the west, on the frontier, just like the previous Little House stories, so imagine my surprise when I found out this took place in New York, deep in Yankee Country. I also hadn’t remembered that the main character (Almanzo) was the son of a very successful farmer, so there was no hardship beyond what was inherent to farming in the 1800’s.

Almost every story involved food in one way or another. By the book’s end I wanted to go eat and eat and eat! It wasn’t really surprising though. Almanzo is 9 turning into 10 during this book and he works hard, so he needed that food. Since his family was successful, they had plenty of food and didn’t stint.

There was one funny incident where Almanzo’s father refuses to use some piece of new farm equipment (maybe a corn husker or wheat berry stripper or something) because he claims it will make people lazy and it will waste some of the corn/wheat. Then the next paragraph is the father using some other form of new farm equipment that makes their lives much easier. I’m sure that was included deliberately to make his father more human. It made me laugh though, because I think the exact same thing about some stuff today and act exactly like the father. So I’m definitely living in a glass house as it were.

The cover I’m using here isn’t the one I grew up with or that fits with the previous books, but it really shows how much horses were a part of Almanzo’s life. He wanted to raise and train horses and in this book, he wasn’t old enough and was strictly forbidden from it. So it is a big focus for him and all he wants is to become a farmer so he can train horses. We’ll be meeting Almanzo again in later books, so we’ll see how he turns out then :-)

★★★★☆


From Grokipedia

Farmer Boy chronicles the daily life of nine-year-old Almanzo Wilder on his family's prosperous farm in upstate New York during the winter of 1866 through the following year. The narrative centers on Almanzo's experiences with farm chores, family responsibilities, and personal milestones, portrayed through a series of seasonal activities that highlight the rhythm of rural existence.[15]The story opens in winter with Almanzo attending school for the first time alongside his older siblings—thirteen-year-old Royal, twelve-year-old Eliza Jane, and ten-year-old Alice—trudging through deep snow to a one-room schoolhouse. There, a confrontation arises when older boys attempt to bully the new teacher, Mr. Corse, but he subdues them with a blacksnake whip, establishing order. At home, the family engages in essential winter tasks, such as cutting blocks of ice from a nearby pond with hired workers French Joe and Lazy John, hauling them to the icehouse for summer use. Almanzo assists Father and Royal, narrowly escaping a fall into the icy water, and learns the value of caution from Father's stern but fair discipline. Evening routines include carding wool by the fireside, where Mother supervises the children, and maple sugaring, during which the family boils sap into syrup over an outdoor fire, sharing the labor and the sweet rewards.[16][17]On his ninth birthday in February, Almanzo receives a special gift from Father: a yoke for two young calves named Star and Bright, marking his growing trustworthiness. He spends the spring training them to pull a bobsled and later a wagon, demonstrating patience and skill as they mature into reliable draft animals. Family dynamics shine through Mother's meticulous cooking—preparing vast meals from farm produce—and Father's emphasis on hard work and honesty. Siblings contribute uniquely: Royal handles heavier tasks with a mischievous streak, Eliza Jane focuses on studies and household duties, and Alice helps care for the younger children while tending the baby. Spring brings planting season, with the family harrowing fields, sowing corn, potatoes, and other crops, and tending to calving; when one cow's calf weakens, Almanzo helps revive it, fostering his bond with the animals. Occasional visitors, like neighbors or the peddler, add variety, but the core revolves around collective farm maintenance.[15][17]Summer intensifies with haying and harvesting, where Almanzo drives the team of oxen to mow fields under the hot sun, enduring long days but reveling in the farm's bounty. The Fourth of July celebration in town offers a rare break, with parades, fireworks, and family outings. As fall arrives, the narrative shifts to the county fair, where Almanzo exhibits a massive pumpkin he cultivated, winning a blue ribbon and a silver dollar, while his sisters display needlework and preserves. He also returns a lost pocketbook containing $1,500 to its owner, earning a $200 reward and Father's commendation for integrity. School resumes with disruptions when a harsh new teacher arrives, leading to tensions, but Almanzo prioritizes farm duties like potato digging and apple picking. In a pivotal moment, with parents away, Royal's poor management of the household—allowing pigs inside and wasting food—contrasts with Almanzo's steadier approach, teaching lessons in responsibility.[18][19][20]The year culminates in late fall with logging operations to harvest timber for a new barn, where Father teaches Almanzo advanced ox-driving techniques. Thanksgiving brings a grand family feast, reuniting extended relatives and reflecting on the harvest's success. Turning ten, Almanzo faces a choice from Father: an apprenticeship as a wagon-maker or continuing on the farm. Opting for farming, he earns the colt Starlight as his own horse, symbolizing his readiness for greater independence and foreshadowing his future as a farmer. The story closes on this note of achievement, encapsulating a full cycle of growth amid unyielding farm labor.


Monday, September 07, 2026

Merfolk of the Pearl Trident - MTG 4E

 

This was the only other Merfolk card in 4th Edition. The other was "Lord of Atlantis", which has been showcased already. I built a Merfolk deck, which meant that to get the prerequisite 60 cards, I had to go exploring other Magic the Gathering releases to find Merfolk card. I just looked at the official Magic the Gathering database and in 2026 there are only about 40 Merfolk cards. So you can imagine just how many there were in '95 :-D

But that kind of exploration, that was half the fun of Magic back then. There was no big internet database, so you had to comb through price guide magazines like Scrye OR go to your local game store and literally pick through their boxes of hundreds of unsorted cards. Which is great fun when you are a teenager and everything is new. Now, 30 years later, that kind of thing isn't fun for me. Scrye is now out of business, I don't really play Magic anymore and Doctor Who got his own set of Magic the Gathering cards.

Hmmmm. See, this is the problem with maundering thoughts. You never know where you are going to end up.

Those Without Mercy (Warhammer 40K: Astra Militarum) 2.5Stars

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