I lost an hour last night but they tell me I can get it back in the fall
I don’t remember quite where I was when 1:59 rolled over to 3 AM. There’s a chance I was just getting home, but I’m fairly sure that I’d arrived at my apartment a half hour previously, having staggered through my front door still slightly tipsy and gripping a sandwich bag full of rapidly melting ice cubes.
Why ice cubes? Because as we were saying our good-byes and checking out of TequilaCon, Asia pointed out that she’d tracked down the ice machine and filled three buckets with ice for our drinks and nobody had used any. I decided to show my appreciation for her efforts then and there by scooping up a double-handful of ice and declaring that I was taking it home with me. She helpfully provided a spare plastic baggy to take my short-lived souvenirs home in.
Why TequilaCon? Why not? What a wild ride! The story of how I get mixed up in all this in the first place will have to wait for another time, but suffice it to say I met a lot of cool people and am going to have to double the size of my blogroll as a result. I also got some good leads on sci-fi books from Dave and Dustin, to whom I promised I’d write about some of the books I’m reading instead of my usual fare about being pissed off or hung over.
There’s plenty more to be said about TequilaCon…just not tonight. I can only take so many drinks in a weekend these days. Also I suppose I should spend some time sprucing up the site a little.
Oh, and by the way: you guys are awesome. Thanks for everything.
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