Chaz gave names to all the letterpress

This is just to let you know that - in Chazdreamspace, at least - there are fonts called beets, drakes and eyeslash. I know this, for I used them in a poster. I rather like it, that my dreams still have text that matters.

Also, I think it sounds like a question in Round Britain Quiz. "London team: what connects a source of sugar, the male component of skipping stones, and a dog from Andalusia, with an authorial fantasy about bookmaking?" (I used to love RBQ, in its original incarnation. Alas, they remodeled after Irene Thomas' death, and I stopped listening; it's no fun when you can actually answer half the questions. I always wondered actually how it was fun for her, given that she could actually answer all of them.)

If I kept a to-do list, I could tick things off as done, if I ever did anything

There. I have finished the proofread, and tumbled through the doorway thrust the manuscript at its anxious recipient with my final gasping breath, and fallen dead at her feet as is only appropriate, and they shall call this mad dash a Brenchley and I shall go down in memoriam, unless they call it a Sunnyvale and everybody forgets the man who ran it.

And now I am cooking a lunch of sossidges, with broccolini and mushrooms and onions on the side; and then we are going to Go Out. And Have Fun. At a matinee of Guardians of the Galaxy. Because We Can.