I hope you are going about looking fabulous today, eating things that are not good for you, and generally getting in touch with the silly and the fun.
I’m dressing up as Julie Newmar and heading into San Francisco despite rain, crazy city parting, and the Giant’s Victory Parade. Wish me luck! Mostly, wish me the benefit of my hair staying in place?
Just a note to say the name a Finishing School class contest (win 1 of 20 ARCs) ends officially tonight. More precisely, it probably ends when I haul my sorry self out of bed tomorrow and close comments. If you win, you’ll be notified by my publishing house at which point they will ask for your mailing address.
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Quote of the Day:
Frisbeetarianism (n.): The belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.