I spent some time this morning reading "Lobsters" by Charles Stross, and completely forgot to have any coffee. It's very very good. Here's an excerpt:
Just then a bandwidth load as heavy as a pregnant elephant sits down on Manfredís head and sends clumps of humongous pixellation flickering across his sensorium: around the world five million or so geeks are bouncing on his home site, a digital flash crowd alerted by a posting from the other side of the bar. Manfred winces. "I really came here to talk about the economic exploitation of space travel, but Iíve just been slashdotted. Mind if I just sit and drink until it wears off?"
I found it through Sam Gentile's Sci-Fi page, which I found via another weblog, There is No Spoon, which I was drawn to for obvious reasons.
After getting past a couple script errors when loading (psssst! fix those!) I found all kinds of creamy goodness at There is No Spoon, including a link to a page of Baudrillard on the web, so I think I'll be freeing my mind for a good part of the day.
*edited to add a couple links courtesy mowabb:off topic | from inside the mind of krix at May 31, 2002 11:29 AM .