No, not for the reading, that was more than worth the cover (although I do wish I'd grabbed a copy of the set list, as now I'm not certain who was who. . . except Mimi Smartypants, because you don't forget puppets, especially after last week's episode of Angel. . . but I digress), I mean the half bottle of Two (except it's Three here) Buck Chuck and the two wine glasses I left at Uncle Fun afterwards. Er, the glasses were $1 apiece at Brown Elephant, so I can't say I'm that upset, and I guess that's only $1.50 for the half bottle, but it's the principle of the thing.
Yes, I could have tried getting 'em back, but am fairly confident I would have ended up with glass splinters and lots of merlot in the bottom of my rucksack by the end of the evening. And who wants that?
Right, going to get accusations of favoritism for not mentioning anyone else. Um. List of/links to contributors/readers in this here entry. And I think I took photos, but don't feel like installing the camera software on the iMac to download 'em. I'll just wait until I get the Gateway laptop back from the shop, and am confident I won't have to reinstall everything due to them having to wipe the drive.
Hope they don't, anyway. Oh, my beloved pornography. . .
What else? Half-formed notion (as opposed to half-cocked, as Alicia would say) about how discussions of culture/music/film/art actually involve people talking to each other instead of at each other, which is why I keep linking Michele on such things.
This page is dediacted to the swashbuckling women of the modern day. Some are characters in film, television and the stage, but others are real swordswomen, who like La Maupin enjoy performing and flaunting tradition.
Yes, hit Brown Elephant yesterday for the wine glasses, and also picked up Beauty and the Beast: Night of Beauty, a graphic novel based on the tv series. Which I never watched a single episode of -- any fans here? -- and only got because it was written and illustrated by Wendy Pini. And because it was only fiddy cents, yes. And I only own two issues of anything Elfquest related, the first issue of the Marvel/Epic reprint series and an issue of Elfquest: New Blood (not positive about the title there. . .) with art by Lea Hernandez.
Any Freudians out there thinking of commenting on my apparent fixation on women with swords or pencils/paintbrushes? Please don't.
Also randomly ended up at a discount bookstore type place having a 50% off sale, and picked up, among other things, the hardcover edition of Wonder Woman: The Complete History by Les Daniels, for seven bucks.
Samuel Delany's stint on the book is only mentioned in passing, alas.
But there's quite a bit of discussion of bonda--
I think I shall have more coffee.
Update: Er, I didn't drink half a bottle of wine myself, as the above might imply; I gave a glass or two to Lauriean to steady her nerves, and had a very nice conversation with her about Animaniacs, Thundercats and Peanuts, specifically a Pig Pen analogue who reeked of pot smoke rather than dust.
You had to be there.
Or at least somewhere in the very crowded room. I swear, the guy was like a pot potpourri. . .