Songs of innocence and of experience

Still not home -- I'm holed up in a service-station hotel doing a bit of friends-page reading post-Eastercon -- and I discover that one of my friends now has an LJ tag called "dougs does deep throat".

I like Eastercon.

Home now, only about thirty hours later than I'd intended.

Eastercon writeup (and a proper description of the journey home) later.