day 4

Migraine :(

Gone now, though. And not atypical. I think I'm allergic to something out here. Plus, the wind-down puts me at risk as always for a post-stress reaction. Oh well. An hour's nap is a small price to pay.

Yesterday was my big day -- panel, reading, plus being all public figure-y at the Tiptree Ceremony (I was a judge this year). More details later; right now I will just note that Matt Ruff is a total sweetie. He also wrote the perfect speech to explain why it's OK to give a speculative fiction award to Set This House In Order, which I appreciate because it means I don't have to explain it any more :)

I achieved my Sprecher root beer dose at dinner last night. I am so pleased that it's now carried locally.

Now it's all afterglow. I have one day left in Madison, and I head home tomorrow afternoon after a small book-shopping orgy; I will also probably replace my shoulder bag.

Many people this weekend commented on how much more hair I had than last year. Little do they know I just got it cut two weeks ago...

random notes while I'm winding down

1) My WisCon badge had a tendency to collect crumbs. Also powdered sugar and fajita sauce. It did magically keep my t-shirt clean, though.

2) Now that I'm seeing ads for Soul Plane everywhere, it's really hard to fly on NWA without snickering.

3) Speaking of ads, what's with these blatantly homoerotic Ball Park Frank commercials? One emphasizes girth, and shows a big guy chowing down on a big sausage. Another says, "Be Big. Be Meaty. Be Frank." (I want to meet Frank.) What's next? A big banner over the refridgerated foods section reading "It's not the motion, it's the meat"?