Home again, home again...

Well, it was rather an adventure getting back between a canceled flight and an auto accident (no, not involving us), but we finally made it. Great con, great dinners, great conversation with many, many people that I'm afraid to list since I know I'd forget someone. I laughed a lot, and learned about frog fluffers and a severed penis museum. Ah, the rambling conversations of a con...

Suffice it to say that I'm glad I went, but I'm also glad to be home. Give me a week and I might be recovered. Oh, wait -- there's Windycon this weekend. Scratch that.