(no subject)

If you can't be at WisCon, you could do worse than to be watching a fifteen-part discussion of The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks while drinking a yuzu-elderflower cocktail.

(Also: I had the pleasure of talking to a gaming friend last night whose response to the mention of James Tiptree, Jr., was, "Oh yeah, I think I've heard of him." The only proper response to which is the lending of a book.)