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Put A Smile On Your Face

All right, so I didn't make it to the post office yesterday. Couldn't bear to face the wall o' humanity, trying to meet the deadline. This is why I file electronically and do it two months in advance (ok, that's because I usually get a refund). But my subs got mailed this afternoon and now I feel quite cheerful. After all, the sun is shining, birds are singing, there's a cool breeze coming from the west, and if you hadn't heard, Greg built himself an ICBM (that's InterContinental Beer Missile) and launched it inside his apartment. His Lisa provides an alternate view of the event.

Also, via to Mr. Scalzi's AOL incarnation, someone's remarks regarding someone else's curious view on how well-written SF probably doesn't count as SF. To which I say: excusez-moi? If you've spent any time in SF, you've heard this all before. But if nothing else, some writers are mentioned worth looking out for.

Oh, and this is also pretty damned funny (yes, literally).