I’m going to make this short and sweet because I’m exhausted.
KillerCon rocks, no joke.
A wonderful Englishman introduced me to half of the authors. (Names and links later.) I met a writer with permanent vampire fangs, and a very sweet reader named Tim. Cookies were eaten, Shock Totems were sold, and I got two over-tired East coast authors lost on the Strip. (Sorry about that one, guys!)
So. Cool. But I have to be up in five hours, so it’s lights out for me. Have a good Saturday, everybody!
Glad that you’re having such a good time.
Hey — Why did you abandon us out there on the strip! Those girls we picked up were nice girls who just wanted a ride.
I thought Mercedes was really sweet. Until she sold Kurt and I to vicious pimps who made us into sex slaves. Now we’re trapped in the underbelly of Vegas forever.
K and L.L.-
“Cuties” such as yourself were made for the trade. Just sayin’.
That garage and the surreal stairs were excellent, weren’t they?
I thought it was supposed to be cupcakes being handed out…