Back in august at the Horrorfind convention, Erik and Laurie Alkenbrack gave me a Canadian Care package. Since it was eight degrees today I thought it was the perfect day to be Canadian, so I got out the Maple Leafs jersey and drank from my Tim Horton's mug. You can't see it, but I'm also wearing the Maple Leafs socks, the Maple Leafs thong and the Maple Leafs nipple rings. O, Canada!
(After some of the things presidential candidate Mike Huckabee said this week, being Canadian is starting to sound like a good idea.)
***I didn't get much new writing done this weekend, but I did polish two older stories and get them back into circulation. I tend to neglect the rejected pieces for too long. I did fairly major revisions to one of the stories, making it more focused. We'll see how it goes.