Okay– so, today is my first REAL day home– real as in I sort of accept that I’m alive in the world and I must drive things, be a player in my own life. It apparently also means that life gets weird. But I’ll get to that later. First off, the following: *  We’re watching… Read More

* Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. * Posting Twitter updates whenever somebody says something absurd actually makes things go faster. *  The person who sits in back usually is okay zoning out and wishing for teleportation to be invented. * The person who drives through LA traffic is allowed to have… Read More

Okay folks– has been a LOOOONGGG GRL, but I enjoyed myself very much. Had dinner tonight with Ethan Day, and spent the afternoon visiting with Chicken, surviving San Diego traffic, and visiting her cat. Huzzah! But I miss writing and I miss home and since my eyelids are drooping, I’m going to pitch a little… Read More

Thank you for reading, Thank you for caring, Thank you for coming to talk And for sharing. Thank you for loving And laughing And traveling And packing And flying/riding/train-ing/trying To come to new places And joyfully crying. Thank you for meeting me, For greeting me, For hugging me And GETTING me. For looking through my… Read More

* Chicken started volunteering at GRL. At this point, everybody I have met knows the following things about my daughter:   A.  She’s stunningly beautiful. B. She’s old enough to be here. C. She would love to talk books. D. She’s as bad at paperwork as I am. E. Mom couldn’t be happier or prouder… Read More

Well, I made it to the airport in time to pick up Mary Calmes and Jaime Samms… But it took us an hour to get back. I don’t know… something about the freeways here, and the way this featureless road winds between mountains we’re moving too fast to examine… I can’t really put my finger… Read More

Tomorrow I leave for San Diego, but, Goddess bless it, not alone, and I am thrilled! I am swinging through Davis to get the awesome and snarky Mr. Chris Koehler, and then we’re heading for Turlock to get the lovely and outrageously fun Ms. Kim Fielding. Together, we shall road trip it down to San… Read More

And we start with our intrepid heroes right before poor John gets put in the hospital, shall we? * * *  John thought that, if she hadn’t ripped Carter’s heart out, he might actually have liked Allison, Carter’s ex. Or at least she would have been his type. “I’m sorry, Carter,” she said acerbically, “you… Read More

 Okay guys– I was hoping I’d finish this installment tonight, but it’s been something of a day, on the tail end of something of a week. I’m going to hit you with my best shot and hope for the best, okay?  (Turns out my best shot was not much. Sorry!  Maybe I’ll add more to… Read More

So, thank you to everybody yesterday who chimed in, both with suggestions and commiserations.  I guess it’s a mark of how concerned I really am that I was actually the first one to contact authorities–and now we’ll just have to wait and see.  Mate and I have a plan–to be implemented after GRL– and have… Read More