Marith filked this little song for me: Tell my Kit when I go home The boys won’t get the moving done They packed the cats and they lost the phone But that’s all right till we get home She is famous, she is witty She is the Kit of Dublin city She is writing, one-two-three Please won’t you sign this book for me? *tired giggles* Dinner with Trent last night was a lot of fun, though traffic monstrosities conspired to keep him away for two hours after we’d planned to…
notwork!
(posted at 3:28 chicago time. assuming the Hilton’s notwork lets me post.) 9:30am, or 6:30, if you’re an Alaskan in transit who’s been up all night… Haven’t been able to find a wireless network yet. You’d think an airport this size, with nine zillion Starbucks, would have hotspots all over. But none of the Starbucks are sit-down places, at least not that I’ve seen, and the only network I can pick up requires a security key. Sigh. Oh well. I sat next to a chatty Irishman on the plane on…
a very busy day
It has been a very busy day. Man. Even trying to formulate my thoughts is hard. Emily, who was back from Orycon, called around 9 or so and we zoofed over to pick her up so we could all go to the chiropractors. Before going to the chiros, we stopped by the old house so I could leave a note saying ‘we think you have some of our mail, please call, I leave tonight!’ Then, while Emily was being crunched we put gas in the Jeep, picked up the Mac…
fairbanks & ireland
Last night I flew back from Fairbanks. Tonight I fly to Ireland. O.O Fairbanks was very pleasant. Had a nice weekend with Ted’s family, and saw my friend Ellen, and was interviewed by Ted’s brother’s girlfriend’s son (I love writing things like that) for his English class. We talked for about two hours and had a smashingly good time. :) I’d scheduled us on a relatively early flight for returning to Anchorage, because every damned time we’re scheduled on the evening flight it gets delayed or cancelled or they mysteriously…
fun evening!
It turned out to be an utterly terrific evening. The booksigning went well–I think I sold 20ish copies of URBAN SHAMAN and 10 or 12 WINTER MOONS (I’m going to call Monday and talk to the events person and see if I can find out more exactly), and saw many people, including Lance, my old boss from Internet Alaska, and his wife Tammis and their son Isaac, and three of the RWA ladies, which was 2 more than I expected, since I forgot to mention about the book signing on…