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Thursday |
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The weather is gorgeous, the city is fabulous, the laptop is about to get a Viking funeral. Thank Cthulhu I know how to code by hand. |
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The Royal York, aka the party hotel. That structure on top is where they keep the concom when they aren't needed to ring the bells. "Don't run away -- we need you to work the Registration desk!" |
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One of the hotel restaurants. Thinking of you, Steve. |
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Elizabeth Moon, quite bravely reading and signing books for readers despite a very unpleasant case of food poisoning. This is why she's the Captain of the Musketeers -- in addition to being an officer and a lady, she's also one damn tough cookie. |
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Oh, and one last picture of us being cute at East Side Mario's. Hey, we were tired, okay? |
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