Ugh. That’s like twice this week my site’s disappeared on me. That makes me less than happy. As does the radio-controlled Jeff Gordon go-cart that’s bounced off my ankle bone at least three times already this morning.
I’m not finding a great deal of good RWA gossip around the blogosphere, but the stuff I have found leads me to believe the internet service at the hotel is not good. So I’ll have to wait. *sigh* I am going to buy the whole conference CD set this year, I think.
Now I’m going to hand the computer over the tall kid so he can feed and tend the tribe of Neopets he has running amok and park myself at the dining room table with mounds of paper, Alphie, air conditioning and do some chain iced-coffee drinking.