Have done a lot of events at Tattered Cover over the last dozen or so years, but I’ve never managed to fill the place such that they had to bring out more chairs. Was the best time. Snowy-bad night—really appreciate everybody making the trek.
As for me, once again, I skated in about forty-five seconds before the event was going live. And? They’d whipped up a special drink, even:
And then it was getting to talk into mics with Erika, which is always the best time:
Cool meeting longtime readers, too:
And then hanging with friends, after. And also a bear:
And . . . getting home (like, ACTUAL home) to study on the amazing-cool gifts I got from readers:
And, what could be cooler than Reaper in VHS?
