NPR's birthday for this morning:
Ron Perlman is 54 today.
Hmm. I need to spend more time at the gym.
Ron really deserved his own post, didn't he?
I thought so too.
Walked 5.8 miles last night. With the boy; we had rather a fun time deconstructing Bond along the way. Species noted included three ambulances and one paramedicmobile; it must have been a hot time in the old town, all things considered.
I got a very lovely 312-day rejection from Infinite Matrix, thus preserving my karmic balance. Eileen liked it a great deal (enough for several re-reads) but thought that the spec element wasn't necessary to the story I was telling. She may be right. On the other hand, it's a very shiny spec element, and I'm playing the old divorce-the-social-problem-from-its-context game. So we'll see.
I think this one still has a shot.