A pleasant evening out; gym

nnaloh was in New York for a few days after the SF Research Association shindig in White Plains, and got a few people together for dinner last night. I'm glad to have been one of them. I could have felt out of place, the other five being two professional editors (sdn and Ellen Datlow) and three fiction writers (Nalo, Ama Peterson, and Andrea Hairston), but that didn't really occur to me until I was on my way home. There was some science-fiction-related conversation (writing, fine points of reprint rights, the shapes of awards, Wiscon), along with stuff about dolls (Nalo showed off a couple of statuettes she'd just picked up), quite a bit about gender and transgender stuff, and a moment where Ellen joked "What's exercise?" and I said "it's how I get endorphins between tattoo sessions."

We were at Shun Lee Cafe, which I'm guessing Nalo picked either for location or because her hosts recommended it; the food made me miss Chinatown (where I'd have been fed better dim sum for significantly less money, and where Hunan anything, after the waiter asked if we wanted it spicy, would have had noticeable spiciness. But they let us sit for three and a half hours, talking and nibbling and drinking (mostly water and tea).

I dealt with last night's missing Chinatown by hopping down there after working out this morning, getting one of my usual things at Excellent Dumpling, and picking up a roast pork bun at a random bakery and eating it as I strolled back to the subway.

( gym numbers )

A pleasant evening out; gym

nnaloh was in New York for a few days after the SF Research Association shindig in White Plains, and got a few people together for dinner last night. I'm glad to have been one of them. I could have felt out of place, the other five being two professional editors (sdn and Ellen Datlow) and three fiction writers (Nalo, Ama Peterson, and Andrea Hairston), but that didn't really occur to me until I was on my way home. There was some science-fiction-related conversation (writing, fine points of reprint rights, the shapes of awards, Wiscon), along with stuff about dolls (Nalo showed off a couple of statuettes she'd just picked up), quite a bit about gender and transgender stuff, and a moment where Ellen joked "What's exercise?" and I said "it's how I get endorphins between tattoo sessions."

We were at Shun Lee Cafe, which I'm guessing Nalo picked either for location or because her hosts recommended it; the food made me miss Chinatown (where I'd have been fed better dim sum for significantly less money, and where Hunan anything, after the waiter asked if we wanted it spicy, would have had noticeable spiciness. But they let us sit for three and a half hours, talking and nibbling and drinking (mostly water and tea).

I dealt with last night's missing Chinatown by hopping down there after working out this morning, getting one of my usual things at Excellent Dumpling, and picking up a roast pork bun at a random bakery and eating it as I strolled back to the subway.

( gym numbers )

Feeling organized

I'm not 100% sure I'm going away for the weekend, but I'm about 90% packed (most of the exceptions go in at the last minute because I'll need them tonight, like my phone charger, though it's possible I'm just forgetting something important).

Feeling organized

I'm not 100% sure I'm going away for the weekend, but I'm about 90% packed (most of the exceptions go in at the last minute because I'll need them tonight, like my phone charger, though it's possible I'm just forgetting something important).