Swooping through the rafters, shrieking inhumanly . Striking gratuitously smug victory poses when my awesome secret projects are finally announced. Solving mysteries Scooby-Doo style in abandoned subway tunnels. Wherever the whiskey is.
…So, you know: around. (Friday through Sunday, anyway. No Thursday for me.) Dark Horse will of course be home base, but I’ll probably be at the booth less than usual, so if you’re looking to meet up, drop me a line ahead of time.