Home again

Actually I've been home since 10:30 last night, one of the advantages of going to conventions in your own backyard. Well, In Julia's backyard, anyway. I did go back today to pick up the little copper fanged bunny I got Frank to go with his etching of a winged mouse. And also to lead the nice fellow around the convention as it broke down, which resulted in many more purchases, including nearly a hundred dollars of t-shirts, one for everybody. And then we went to Bo Town, the third time in as many days for me, and the staff recognized me. They did on Sunday too. I had no idea I was so distinctive looking.

I have to thank Julia over and over for making the convention wonderful and giving me a place to sleep. I got lots of ideas as usual.

You know what? I should participate in a panel on water. We're used to recirculating water in spaceships and on Dune, and we're used to deserts and rainforests in science fiction, but there's a lot more to talk about when it comes to ecologies, social organization, philosophies, economies, even religions and magic if you're inclined that way. Maybe I will ask if they want to do this.

Honestly I like that sort of thing, anyway.

My dog has developed hot spots over the weekend . . .