Yeah, that's weird. I heard this morning that attacks on foreigners in China are very rare.

Stephanie! Matilda is rummaging through the latest box of clothes picking out an ensemble for games at megan's house.

I just posted in Bitches about that exact subject. I hope she has fun. It turns out that I had been given lots of cool weather clothes in those sizes that Ellie never wore more than once or twice, if at all, so there should be a lot of options in there.

I hope she has fun.

Fun was definitely had. She dressed herself by putting a t-shirt on as a pair of shorts and strutting about proudly.

She dressed herself by putting a t-shirt on as a pair of shorts and strutting about proudly.

A very flexible and open-minded thinker. I approve.

Annabel, after grumbling when I told her we were going to watch the Olympics instead of her TV, is now engrossed by women's volleyball.

It's a long, long story. Let me copy and paste from my LJ:

Weird.

So, you know how I sent out that APB for some art so I could attach it to the manuscript for Sam?

Today my co-author and I were sifting through artwork of all kinds: Mexican folk art, Corpse Bridey stuff, pixary things, and of course, Batman.

I came home today to find an email from....DAVE DORMAN'S WIFE. She said she dug my book, has a marcomm agency for scifi projects and thought maybe we could help each other in some way because of the fandomy thing.

Dude. I was looking for art. I just looked at Dave Dorman's Batman art this morning. And then his wife emailed me. I have NO CONNECTION there.

I mean, seriously, I can't afford to commission a sketch from him, but the weird serendipity of the moment freaked me out. I've gone fangirl bananas. I of course emailed back and blabbered on like a lunatic, told Warren Ellis (who thinks I'm an idiot, now) emailed Plei, and...yes. I am a lunatic.

Dude. Dave Dorman's wife emailed me. Today. I'm writing a book about a bat. I hope he at least gets a chuckle out of it and doesn't think I'm a complete jackass. I feel like I need to apologize for the fangirl blitz.

This morning he said he'd do it. I just have to run around plugging a fundraising project for a scholarship for military brats to go to art school:

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Dude. Batman is sketching my bat. Someone to please peel me off the ceiling?

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Someone to please peel me off the ceiling?

No. Because it's TOO FUCKING COOL!

No. Because it's TOO FUCKING COOL!

Ditto.

Good god, Allyson. That is just, what's the word,

TOO FUCKING COOL!

Right, that. And how happy it makes me to see some stars aligning in your favor - we could all use a little more of that these days.