I’ve finally gathered my thoughts enough to post, following a busy busy ConQuesT and the busy busy post-holiday work zoo.
For those of you who were at ConQuesT — it was good to see you! For those of you who weren’t — you missed a friendly, laid-back literary con. Things seemed to go smoothly. Sold a lot of art. Saw a lot of friends. Enjoyed a few good parties. Signed a few books. Had a good time. See ya next year!
Meanwhile, back on the homefront, I’m trying to get a handle on the assorted piles o’ stuff I had left strewn about as I scurried to prepare for the con. A puddle of paintings here. A pile of mat board scraps there. A basket of laundry in the corner…. etc. Slowly but surely, I will dig myself out from under this mess.
On a personal note, I’m all peopled out, and I’ve had it up to “here” in general with the self-absorbed, the oblivious, and the whiney. And I do believe there will be a special place in hell for the idiots I’ve honked at in the vicinity of 110th and Metcalf in the past 72 hours — and for the government servants who granted them a driver’s license in the first place.