Gerard DiLeo

Joined July 2021

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Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!

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321 PsyLo: Part 1
Irony: PsyLo was named after a psyllid, a sap-sucking plant louse pest that jumps from plant-home to plant-home. As such, it was rumored to be an empty ICBM silo populated by "survivalists," now going on 300 years.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
320 Terraforming Mars: Part 8
“At least we can figure out what happened to them,” Renée told her well-wishers. “The attacks of ferropods on some of the colonists is not unlike what is seen in animal interactions with parasites, so this is where I come in.”
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
319 Preying Mandate: The Triumvirate
"Now that the truth has been proven beyond doubt," announced the Second Triumvir of the Triumvirate, "we will completely defund and dismantle NASA. And finally, after all of these years," he continued, "the myth of our landing on the Moon finally comes to an end."
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
318 A Winter's Tale: White-Out—All Colors, Altogether, All At Once
He'd never put much stock in the legends—how when a blizzard created a total white-out, demons would slip out of the frozen æther to do their evil work. It wasn't the storm that kills, the stories went, but the monsters within them.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
Home Note
There's a reason that home is where the hearth is, for leaving it is entering the cold. Like gravity, the warmth decays inversely with the square of the distance. And the road to atonality seems adventurous at first.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Families
Back At It
A gait as brisk As the wind so passing Bites my hands and face Back again So soon Just like last time But different as weather's caprices
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Poets
317 A Winter's Tale: Winter Snowmelt — Sublimation
Ice becomes water vapor instantly in a process called sublimation. It seldom happens with snow on the ground, which first melts into liquid. And the distinction between sublimation and the sublime is a linguistic side trip that has lost its connection.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
316 A Winter's Tale: The Snow Kept Falling—Orbital Wrath
The snow kept falling. We knew this day might come, but after thousands of years of sunshine and fair weather, we didn't know much about it. Some things stay the same so long that whole religions are based upon them.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
315 A Winter's Tale: Flakes-in-Tandem
No two snowflakes are exactly alike. Spiky, unique signatures mean no two are the same—unique as fingerprints. Even identical twins have different fingerprints, he thought.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
314 A Winter's Tale: Let It Snow Let It Snow
There it was, the cozy, small, red-roofed cottage nestled so peacefully in the fallen snow. The atmosphere was as thick as gelatin, and the stillness of the scene suggested all was well — that all residing within the cottage were happy and content. That they were fine just staying put in their little winter paradise.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
313 — Terraforming Mars, Part 7
The power of is: co-existence of the pre- with post-particles and the is-particles with the is-not particles that defines the near vacuum which is the present. The force that self-sustains it—the power of is—allows a wider 3-D volume of tempconciliation that now makes possible the coverage of much larger areas, not to mention wider epochs.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction
312 Gainfully Employed
I was unemployed for years, but I finally got some help at the unemployment office. That is, I was hired by the Unemployment Office as an employed employee. W-2, benefits, and everything.
By Gerard DiLeoabout a year ago in Fiction