daemonluna

Have pimped out HCL to

queenzulu, mwaha. As well as This is Wonderland. She's borrowed Hard Core Roadshow and assorted other educational reading material. Mwaha again.

Tonight was IFWA night. IFWA being the Imaginative Fiction Writer's Association, aka Barb's writers' group. Except this week the inestimable Anna was doing the pre-session skills workshop thingie, and it was on research, and I did a chunk of it. And cool links to digital library collections were found Like the Advanced Papyrological Information System , fifty years of Coke advertising, Canadian comic-book heroes, and slashy Victorian illos from children's books. If nothing else, I provided pretty things to look at. And incidentally, speaking of archives of advertising, it's been a while since I've poked around at the Commercial Closet.

Exhaustion is making the whole post-meeting gathering rather fuzzy, but I remember discussion of the fact that our vibrating rubber ducky is not a butt plug, my beloved

troutkitty sweeping

queenzulu back out of the way of a pool game and explaining "I was saving you from that man's stick," and much singing. Yes, singing.

For they are planning a sing-a-long rendition of the Buffy musical (and I am willing to commit to the Willow part in "Walk Through the Fire" which is essentially, "I think this line's mostly filler," for I am most tone-deaf and unmusical.) We went through assorted "Once More With Feeling" snippets, Kaye got 'em started on musicals, and it all went on from there. It ended up with us in the car with Kaye and

queenzulu (though not the Anna, for she was heading home in her own car, alas) singing "The Last Saskatchewan Pirate (for we did fortuitously have the East of Edson Captain Tractor CD in the car, singing with great fervour all the way.

Halfway through really good YA fantasy, Mortal Engines by Phillip Reeve. All about moving cities on wheels that eat other cities. Very cool. More when I finish it.