Protected: On the sick list

Do you know how difficult it is to take a picture of your own chest? As I’m away for the next couple of weekends, I’ve declared this weekend to be a Weekend of Extreme Laziness. But of course, in order to do that, I first had to have a Morning of Extreme Busyness to get…

I’ve decided that the books I released in Sydney must all be homing pigeons in disguise. I just got an email telling me that Safari Adventure by Willard Price, one of the books Skyring caught from me at the conference, and then released later in Canberra, has been caught – by someone who is going…

Got back from Ireland a week ago, but between jet-lag, the inevitable cold I caught on the plane, visitors, catching up with work and study, and of course graduation (I’ve got my BA!!!) I’ve only just managed to finish the release notes from the trip, let alone transcribing my travel journal. Hopefully I’ll be able…

Welshamethyst (very closely followed by texaswren, madame urushiol, and KiwiKimi – easy to spot which of my friends list have an interest in antiques!), who spotted the distinctive swirls of an old Singer sewing machine:

Ventura As we drove south, the landscape changed from the fresh spring greens of northern California to a dustier, drier look. Instead of strawberry fields there were oil wells (literally hundreds within an area of a few square km on land, and a few much bigger ones out to sea) and citrus orchards. The roads…