Potlatch

Well, that was fun.  Decided at almost the last moment to go down to San Jose for Potlatch.  Saw people.  Read the first chapter of The Book That Hijacked My Other Writing, to, I think, a receptive crowd.  Got word that Becca was accepted at New College in Sarasota, Florida (which was a school I wanted to apply to when I was in college…only my mother thought it was too hippie-dippie and weird), with money thrown in! And played Cards Against Humanity for four hours on Saturday night.

I may be edging into the "I'm too old for this shit" demographic, but I'm not quite there yet.