Well, it only took 3 months after the merger for the new management to purge me from the rolls. This afternoon at 4:30 they called me in, thanked me for playing, and showed me the door. Downsized. I knew it was inevitable. All the signs were there. They had not given me the tools, information, or support to do my job since the merger. Ah, well. This isn’t the first time someone has handed me…

My panel assignment for Archon next weekend is “(Media) Are There Any Real SF Chick Flicks?” I’m not a typical “chick”. I was rolling dice and reading LOTR when other girls where polishing their nails. I still can’t style my hair in a perky “up-do”, and I’ll pick a Jerry Bruckheimer blow-em-up over a sappy romance any day. So, frankly, I’m stuck. The only films I can list are sappy chick flicks with ham-handed SF/F…

I’m heading out on another adventure. Tomorrow (Tuesday) I leave bright and early for Seattle and the National Federation of Press Women conference. If only I could have gotten there a few days earlier… the NASFIC in Seattle wrapped up today. (Sigh. I never get to do anything fun.) So I get to go to the boring conference instead of the fun one. Oh well. I do plan to sneak off for an afternoon at…

Sign of the times in Kansas City MO: – Price of gas at 3 p.m. Sunday, 8/28: $2.50 per gallon – Price of gas at 8 a.m. Friday, 9/2: $3.05 per gallon – Price of gas at three hours later, noon Friday, 9/2: $3.19 per gallon. Ack. That’s 69 cents in one week, folks. It ain’t pretty, and I don’t expect it to get better anytime soon.