Although the rumours of my sickness ARE true, I am not one to disappoint those who are the wind beneath my wings.
Crabby and I WILL be at Poetry Idol tonight, but if we don't get on the slate, I may not stick around long.
I am currently enjoying my first hot toddy and it is charming.
Public apologies to Mikevil for having to pull out of the Diversity Workshop tomorrow. I feel awful. I will make it up to you, I promise. (If you want to help Mikevil out, e-mail him at the Behemoth!)