Things are going a bit more smoothly than I expected. Which is good. I just need to get some more things straightened up, and everything'll be peachy.
We're having a benefit dinner this Sunday at Maxwell's; come buy a ticket, eat food, watch us do strange things and watch me do strange things with words. I command you, and whatnot.
The real reason for this entry is a small favor to Neil Gaiman:
Penn Jillette
Apparently he wants to mess with him. I'm helping; we'll see where it goes.
