Have to fiddle with the weblog configuration settings for the postcard stories blog to make it clearer what the rules are (they aren't what I thought they were) for everybody. Otherwise, I've spent the day writing silly netfiction like in the good old days when I had just started writing. Only I'm writing it well, I hope, as opposed to the original crap. Anyway.
Going to Salt Spring on the weekend for a night of random outhouse debauchery. I suspect evil will follow.