Yes, I'll see you all at Norwescon tomorrow in the outfit pictured above as early in the afternoon as I can swing it; there may be ride bumming. The real news is that Nibs lost a great uncle yesterday and his son has asked me to be a pallbearer. I accepted, natch. Uncle Al was a pretty neat guy, and had the sense to stay active well into his 80s. I can't say we spent a whole lot of time with him, though, especially lately. The funeral's on Sunday after my night of debauchery (which now has even more reason to be limited) so this promises to be a fascinating weekend.
I tower over Nibs and many of her relatives. I may have to duckwalk with the casket.
I tower over Nibs and many of her relatives. I may have to duckwalk with the casket.