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For my birthday, a ukulele. That’s right, a Uku-frickin-lele. Time to torment the dogs while I reteach myself chords. Awesome.

My prediction re: the Dogs in the Vineyard game was “moderately epic” — I think we got there. Sorcery, ghosts, exorcism, and face-shooting.

New theory: an artist’s seriousness with regard to ‘the work’, and impatience w/amateurs runs inverse to their belief in their own ability.

Another snippet from the #ToC: “Word of mouth & familiarity are 85% of fiction sales, 10% is cover, EVERYTHING ELSE is 5%.” (RT @doctorow)

Adrift: Our guide: a six-limbed, optionally… Link

If you want to see Coraline in 3-D (which you probably should do), you have two weeks before the next 3D offering supplants it in theaters.

Tonight: Elliptical run while Kaylee does ballet — gives me time to watch most of the president’s press conference. Me: proud, thrice.