I am Caine. I can't help you.

Wow. Got hit this morning with the too-much-caffeine shakes. My sinews were vibrating. I hate it when I do that to myself... thankfully there was leftover protein from last night, so I could even things up a bit. But it cost me an hour or so of productivity. Stupid meat-puppet.

Word War this morning was awesome, though. 1900 new words on V2. I did run into one wee problem, tho...

[11:55] meerkat: *facepalms omg laughs facepalms*
[11:57] meerkat: the perils of writing two different magical worlds with two different types of magic.. sometimes you inadvertently do a crossover...

Current and wine-magic work in totally different ways, yeah. keep 'em straight, Gilman!

Now, onward to some down-n-dirty page-turning, note-taking research, and then back to the writing. Other than that, a slow reporting day. Sadness for the news of David Carradine's death but not terrible surprise -- everything I've heard or read about him suggested a man prone to bouts of extreme, um, moodiness. That there are people calling conspiracy doesn't surprise me either -- anything's possible. But I suspect it was merely one bad day too many that took him from us, not foul play.

some random notes found in my notebook from Balticon

"Why do you think 'tsuris' and 'story' sound so similar?" -- Chuck Gannon

Overheard in the bar:

"Nanobooze -- designed to give you just the right amount of buzz."

"Like Prometheus, bringing hangovers to humanity."

"Conventions: Threat or menace?"

"There is no diet coke in this entire hotel."
"Thank god there's Scotch." (yeah, that was me responding, big surprise)

"Okay, I've had enough. Everyone go home."