Saturday was full of writing, panels, craziness, pounceage, porn, readings, porn readings, and pizza. And Indian food! There was a lunch buffet right down the street from the hotel! I had Indian food 3 days in a row and will make that 4 if I finish Friday's lunch leftovers tonight. Indian food is the happy burning in your belly that says "I love you."
Sunday was also full of writing, panels, craziness, pounceage, readings, and even porn. And goodbyes, which weren't so fun. But after it was all over, I drove back to Monroeville and picked up a very drunk Rose from work (no, she wasn't drunk at work, she went to the bar at Houlihan's while waiting for me). Rose is hilarious when grocery shopping drunk. She goes CHARGING through Giant Eagle, takes extra care to mutilate my box of crackers as much as possible, shoves a swordfish steak at my chest, bangs the cart into everything, and so forth. There was this guy walking around Giant Eagle with his ugly girlfriend, and Rose and I both thought, VANILLA ICE!!!!
Phew. What a weekend. I'll probably post more later.