Hot babes, cold steel, oh my!

After actually getting something akin to a full night's sleep, I pulled on some shorts and a shirt and went down one floor to the SFF.Net suite, where Selina entertained us all with her stories "I Look Good" and "Flatulence, Halitosis, Incest and Ned." Damn, that woman is funny.

Afterwards, I bopped over to the Hynes Center for the EMF Auction -- after all, there was a doll with my name on it just waiting for my money. Of course, she also had Harriet Culver's name on her, since Harriet had won the first Musketeer doll last year, so I knew I was in for a pitched bidding war. I just didn't know HOW pitched.

Got in, waved at Laura Anne and Lawrence Schoen, and sat down to knit and wait patiently for the doll to come up. Harriet came in and sat next to me -- she was spinning some lovely silver-grey fiber, and we chatted about handwork while Lawrence and Peter Heck worked on the various auction items.

And then, it was time. Laura Anne announced that she was NOT going to be running this doll -- she would be walking it most carefully, starting with an opening bid of $80. I responded with a hundred dollars, Harriet riposted with $150, and it just started spiraling up from there. People were telling me later, "It was amazing to watch -- you two were just firing out bids and you never dropped a stitch!").

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