Woosh. What an exhausting week. Two days of driving to a convention isn’t terrible, which we’d been doing when we lived in the East Part.
There is not enough coffee. It’s been a week. And there is not enough coffee. Children packed, house cleaned, Dave readied (though not loaded, le
This is a story about the nicest man in all of Fandom. I first came to LibertyCon because it was a family reunion for family
Real Life has intruded on the scheduled poster here in a most delightful way. He’s greeting his third child into the world properly. So since
As I write this, I’m sitting out front of the hotel, listening to conversations on either side of me. At LibertyCon, this is hardly unusual.
Sarah is questing for caffeine, and will put up her post in a couple of hours. Until then, feel free to get friendly in the