hooostun

Well, I made it into Houston – the flight came in half an hour early. The flight was good, mostly smooth. The cloud cover in Lexington was lo when we took off, so I didn’t get to see much of anything. But I got some beautiful pictures once we rose above the clouds. (will upload more as I take more!)

Last night I dreamed that Hypericon was held at the Chattanooga ChooChoo – and when we got there, the hotel had been completely gutted for remodeling. :smash: I have no idea what was up with that. lmao

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m. christian's 'me2'

M. Christian has a delightful, marvelously twisted way with words which cause his narratives to crawl beneath your skin and fester there, making you go back for more. He writes with a strong, unique voice which is not only entertaining but also makes you think, makes you ponder the improbable. You’ll think you’ve read this delicious, fast-paced story, but did you? Or was it you?
- Mari Adkins contributing editor, Apex Science Fiction and Horror Digest

[blurb I wrote for this very fascinating, twisted book]

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oy vey

“Oy Vey” Phrase of the Day:

Laurel hadn’t been Christina.

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the devon

Devon (drink) – From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: The “Devon” is an alcoholic beverage that originated in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, invented by Devon Hewitt at the bar Halo on November 11, 2006. A Devon is made by filling a Collins glass with ice, then adding 1 part of vodka, 1/2 part raspberry sourpuss, 1/2 part blue curacao, splash of lime juice, then topped with lemon lime soda. A very sweet drink with a turquoise color.

I had to look up “raspberry sourpuss“.

It doesn’t sound like something Michael would drink, but it sounds right up mine and Sami’s alleys!

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