Photos of me at World Fantasy are cropping up in cyber-land…and they
impress upon me nothing so much as the need to lose some damn weight. Nevertheless,
in the interests of not contracting Internet Disease, I present to you CMV at the WFC:
And in answer to the question asked with alarming frequency this weekend: yes, at Wiscon I was a redhead. Now I’m not. It was a miracle of modern technology involving hemp rope, nano-squid, and a frozen elk.