Sunday, September 29, 2002
I'm writing from a hotel room in Atlanta. I finally got here last night, though it actually took business, not pleasure, to do it. Anyway, I'll be heading back to Birmingham late tomorrow.
Good sushi and miso tonight. The gift of a very fine bottle of tequila last night, Don Alejo, which is probably the finest tequila if ever had (a gift of quality alcohol is always appreciated - thanks, Byron). Lots of work for the Oct. 5th Farscape rally (only five days away now). I'll be back in Atlanta on Friday. This thing's coming off without a hitch and if you're a fan of the show and want to help in the effort to save it, and meet Lani Tupu, Gigi Edgley, and Paul Goddard, please try to attend part or all of the weekends events. All of this has actually been rather dizzying. What started out as plans for a small video party with some great darkwave music, has turned into a national event, in the space of eight days. Weird.
There's a fantastic review by Gahan Wilson of In the Garden of Poisonous Flowers in the latest issue of Realms of Fantasy. That made my day yesterday.
11:16 PM