I am writing from work. The TV is playing in the background, the AC is running, the doors are open and the clients have gone home. Life is good.
I have been looking forward to this all day, and of course I can't think of a single thing to say.
heading up to The City in an hour (with the inimitable Ms B) to hear a lecture at the Center for the Book re: the Reversing Vandalism show. One of the artists is going to show the work they submitted. Time is running out for those of you who want to see my book in the show... it will be up for another week or so in the basement of the Main Library in SF. Darnit, I should be lecturing at this thingy.