It appears that I'll be in Seattle tomorrow night.

The plan, as I know it, is to go to the best Chinese restaurant in this hemisphere (according to Amos, as told to me by Michael) and then to venture to the Mercury. Where I expect to see people that I love. Who aren't at Rustycon, of course.

If you will be there, I expect I will see you.*

"Rubber molded rubbing nubs."

OMG, AWESOME.

My kitten (Keeton. Monster Mutant Grendel the First, Esq.) (Also, known as the cutest polydactyl, EVER.) just stole a slice of my plum that I was eating.

Then she ate it.