Time and gravity followed you here
2 years, 8 months ago, mid-afternoon
So I’m back! From Denver, I mean – and from the convention-induced blogging hiatus, because woo boy howdy, I was scheduled out the wazoo. And that was fine; I’d rather have places to be and things to do than find myself dangling at loose ends – and I had a wonderful time meeting new people, chilling with old friends, and hanging out with people I’ve known online for years (but had never met in meatspace).
I’d compile a list, but that would look douchey and I’m guaranteed to accidentally leave someone out. Suffice it to say, MileHiCon was marvelous – and I’d recommend it to absolutely anyone as guest or attendee. The worst gripe I could muster is that the hotel internet wasn’t very good, so you KNOW it was a hell of a time.
So. Yes. Now I’m back in Tennessee, playing catch-up and running errands and getting ready for the next things on the list. To wit, that includes a whole lot of laundry and email, some grocery shopping, and a jaunt out to the election commission for early voting.
[Aside: Wouldn’t it be great if those little “I VOTED!” stickers had some kind of microchip in them – something allowing early ballot-droppers to skip all the campaign ads? Well, I think it’d be great. See also: I wish there was a threshold for donating to PBS, and after you’ve given them X-AMOUNT OF MONEY or for example A CAR you’re not subjected to their fundraiser programming for a certain period of time. Anyway. If wishes were fishes, etc.]
In other news, today I got my very first shiny new copy of The Inexplicables in the mail, courtesy of the Mighty and Powerful Liz. I also got a few extra (somewhat less shiny) Advanced Reader Copies of the same … and now I have to figure out how to get rid of them. Raffle? Silent auction to benefit charity? Random number generator?
I’m taking suggestions.
But for now I need to log off and make myself some supper/do some housework/settle in for the night. I have to get up early in the morning. Long story. But I did want to let everyone know that I’m still alive.
And in closing: kittygram.