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My late night at work on Saturday was marked by an odd ticking noise, which is unusual enough (and I was aggravated by what I was supposed to be working on enough) that I took the time to track it down to one of the darkened ceiling lights. Peering carefully at the pane of plexiglass under the unlit tubes, I discerned a glimmering outline, and risked turning the lights on to verify that there was a puddle of water accumulating on it. I went so far as to call security in order to have them call in maintenance there and then. Water dripping out of ceiling light fixtures was sort of funny at a resort hotel on Kauai, but steps away from my cube? Pretty sure that shouldn't be happening.
Bride of the Water God vol. 2, Mi-Kyung Yun, Dark Horse:
Soah spends something like half this volume agonizing over her feelings for Mui when she's supposed to be married to Habaek, and nothing, not explanations from other gods that they're the same person, nor hilarious love-potion mix-up subplots, can handle the angst-maelstrom of Soah's self-absorption.
Aqua vol. 2, Kozue Amano, Tokyopop:
This features the "first" meeting with the "salamander" from Aria, who a few episodes later leads everyone on a tour of one of the "kettles" in the sky that keep Mars/Aqua from being as cold as it would ordinarily be. I will restrict my objections to this concept to the observation that if the kettles were within reach of an hour-long tramway ride, there would have to be, well, quite a lot of them.
About the most memorable story was "Night-light Bells", half because it's one of these meditations on ephemera that I have some sympathy for, and half because biologically glowing ornaments are actually a feasible concept. Having a little gemstone left behind with a 1/128 drop rate is a little more dubious, but hey, got to have something that edges into the realm of fiction.
