Home again, after many hours on the road (but only three today). We have no hot water here, but such is life ( Read more... )

That's my new slogan as of now. Oh, Mozzie, how are you so adorable ( Read more... )

I am off soon to catch a plane to San Francisco for a long weekend, coincidentally the weekend that Lois Bujold will be in Washington for the National Book Festival ( Read more... )

The Kid is installed at college, in a ridiculously tiny room with a football-playing roommate and hopefully a functioning internet connection. The last thing I heard as I left was the carillon playing "Gaudeamus Igitur" (from a building that's a replica of Tom Tower at Oxford), so, just perfect. I really didn't cry at all ( Read more... )

Okay, I have a Betan Survey captain who's allergic to Beta, a Pilot Officer who's in love with wormholes, an exobiologist in love with the Pilot Officer, and a hermaphrodite engineer who thinks it's Dorothy Parker. And Tumnus the Faun. Now all I have to do is write the thing ( Read more... )

My mother, who is active in politics in New Hampshire, was asked to be in a commercial for a gubernatorial candidate she supports. The result is here. She is one of the zombies in the crowd. Yes, zombies ( Read more... )

Am working on the Bujold ficathon story, which is coming along pretty well, though it has to involve mostly original characters, and why should picking names be the hardest part? Grr. Though I do seem to have invented the first Jewish Betan. I was a little slowed down by having a cold, but am feeling better today and should be able to pick up ( Read more... )