So very many people to thank today….
- Thanks, Patrick, for the kick-ass illustration of Hedwig.
- Thanks, Keith, for the sassy single. I know she’s not your style–in fact, I’m not so sure I’m as smitten with her as I once thought–but it’s nice for now.
- Thanks, Troy, for attempting to put me in touch with John Cameron Mitchell and/or Stephen Trask. I know if anyone could pull that off, it’d be you, my little social mariposa. Of course, if anyone else knows how to reach ’em, that’d be cool, too. You know I’d love you forever and a day. Plus one.
- Thanks, goddess, for keeping me safe from falling trees, thunderstorms, flash floods, and at least one tornado–not to mention all those hydroplane-inducing puddles–as I dashed up to Mississippi for a breakfast meeting, then back to the Big Easy. No lie: there were four counties under severe weather warnings, and I drove through each of ’em, hazards blinking, wipers wiping, listening to recap after recap of McVeigh’s execution. Just lil’ Allison to keep me company. Whee.
- Thanks, Flynn et al., for letting me perform scary songs a la Mummenchantz without fear of reprisal.
- And thanks, boyfriend, for understanding that although I’m very, very busy now, I’ll soon slow down, and then we’ll have a nice long vacation. After which, you’ll probably be desperate to spend the next 11 months away from my evil clutches…
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