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An open letter to Representative Bob Allen:

Dude. I have friends who like the chunky and unshaven look. Plus, they have *couches*. There's no need for a grotty public restroom.

Admittedly, you'd have to come to California and maybe be contaminated by the liberal values we hold out here, like staying out of people's bedrooms and accepting homosexuality as a fact of nature, so you'd have to come to terms with that.

But you wouldn't have to stay. You could come out for a holiday (I bet some of these guys would offer you crash space and a Diet Coke afterwards) and then fly back to your constituency while your ideology was still pure and intact.

Look into it. And, Bob? You can't reply anonymously to this LJ. Sorry, I was having too much trouble with spammers. But if you make an account, I promise to try and hook you up.

I didn't vote for you, but I still have love in my heart for you,
Cyrano Jones

AUGH.

Too. Many. Books.

I got hold of Thunderbird Falls so I could read Coyote Dreams which I'm in.
Ebonlock got me birthday copy of DeLint's Waifs and Strays.
And then the interlibrary loan for "Shakespeare & Co" came in and I have three weeks to finish that.
And then there's the book on Norse mythology (finally! I have research I can do for the novel!). That's a four-week loan which I can probably renew.
And tonight Ambar sent me my birthday copy of Territory.
Soon to be followed by Rose's gift of my copy of Coyote Road.
At least Fred hasn't sent me any copyediting to do for Evil Hat yet. (:

Ferret. Shock.