I followed my Duke ere I was a lover

I am off to Arisia, where I hope no one will expect me to be amazingly awake in order to discuss non-standard fantasy. I'd like to know why it is that on most nights I cannot fall asleep to begin with, but when I have to get up early, I wake up and then become insomniac. Watching the sun rise is all well and good, but not while your blinds are drawn and you're trying to ignore it.

For anyone planning to be at the convention on Monday, I have one correction to my schedule: please note that the Kipling session is now taking place at two o'clock, not noon. If you show up at noon, I have no idea what you'll hear, but it probably won't have been set to music by Peter Bellamy.

See some of you soon!

Won't you come down to Yarmouth Town?

Actually, I stayed awake for the entire day. The panel on non-standard fantasy (moderated by Daniel Rabuzzi) was a lot of fun. s00j performed two songs at the chantey sing that I would like recordings of. My grandfather's birthday observed fit perfectly between panels I had to be on and panels I wanted to hear. And I have a hardcover of Laurence Yep's The Serpent's Children (1984), because when I met up with my best cousins and B for dinner in Central Square, they were in the children's section of Rodney's and I have a very poor track record of leaving used book stores empty-handed. (We went to Andala, which really is like someone else's house with amazing food. I ate my weight in chicken musakhan and the conversation was the kind that starts with the images children grow out of and ends with the duties of cats, detouring along the way for Cary Grant, bad fairy porn, and στάσις. There is a reason they are my best cousins.) I got home and my brother and his wife were watching Les Triplettes de Belleville (2003). Wish me the same luck tomorrow!