Last Post For A Bit.

Unless, that is, Kathy brings her laptop and I can blog from the hotel room.
I'm out of here. PDX tonight, SFO tomorrow. Return to PDX on Monday morning.

I never posted my holiday wish list on here like I had planned, so I guess I shall be giftless. I bought new shoes the other day, though, that would have Zach Schomburg green with envy.

Andrew Mister and I are going to drink strong drink and maybe arm wrestle. We're also gonna trade manuscripts and avoid practicing lashon ha-ra.

I'm gonna eat a lot too.

And I'll write poems. I wrote an SF poem the last time I was there. This one will include monsters and celebrities.

Since Mr. lives in the Mission, I'm going to ask for burrito advice.

If you want to pepper my email with encouraging thoughts and witty notes and love letters and the like while I'm gone, I'd much appreciate it.

Ta for now.